NOT PART OF THE SYSTEM

the banks screw u over..with astronomical bank charges...the supermarkets screw you over..by charging prices so high they make R60 000..more a day,by just increasing soup by 30centcs..and we fall for it...Big Corporations,all over charge,,as for telecommunications,,let me not even go ther,wireless communication charges in South africa are the highest in the world..and yet its legal....but what saddens me most..is after being screwed over like lthis...we turn around and screw ourselves over...we buy fancy brands,for exorbitant prices...shoes ,clothes,perfumes...all in the name of status......people with no money...buying expensive labels,juss to look good...its crazy,,an we do it,,i been part of that..but no more....black culture tell us that spending is a gud thing,,but white culture tell them that saving is the way to go..then we end up poor,and broke and we wonder why....nahh man...not write,,they own big busines,,they juss give us a nice job,,nice car,,and a holiday a year,,and we think we made it,when we dont own jack!...wat a shame,,dont be part of the system,i say be the system than be part of it...

THE POWER OF A BATH

at high scool..i spent 4 years of my life ,,living under the shadows of great men...i didnt want to try nothing,,cause i figured,,they where better than me..they called me salad boy..and i hated it..an so i clumped into my shell,,for 4 long years mayne...but you see..it wasnt all easy as i thought,i mean,living below my potential.My dreams haunted me,my potential ,,haunted me..and for 4 long years,,i watched.as other guys lived their lives,other guys,excellled in sports,as other guys,became prefects..got girlfrends..and lived ...then...one day...sumthing happened...my grand daddy,was going to be baptising peopel,,at the church,,and he asked me,,if i was ready an willing to get baptised..i said..hell yeh,,,haha..by nw,i was on form 4 holiday,,waiting for my results.by the way,Zimsec,was still effecient back then.i got baptised,and that same aftanoon,i went home,,went straight to the bath,took a long bath,,a bath that would later,change the cause of my life...as i lay in teh water,my life flashed before me....the dreams i had,the hopes,of changing my life..and it is then,i made a vow,to myself,but mostly to God.that i would live from that day forth,as if,i was the only person person alive,if he could only,give me confidence..andd ohh by God he answered me,..i used to pray alot...i mean alot,ive reduced sumhow...but back then,,i wuld spend hours,praying for one thing..Confidence...and when he finaly answeed my prayer,he answered it BIG..lol..to a point that people thought i was arrogant...but they didnt know..that when God answers prayers,,he answeres BIGGG!!..me an my fiolks hd decided i was going to go to Plumtree boys high.but i changed my mind,,last minute..i decided...i was going to go back to mtshabezi high..i felt i had un finished business in that place..and i did...i couldnt leave that place...without doing justice to it..they had to see,what i realy could be,if i put my mind to it..and so i went back....and ohh boyyyy...was it one heck of a ride...as they say in hollywood...."the rest is history "....