Conflict of Interest....

"Conflict of interest…

Smiles last longer while words remain unsaid, twirling and twisting in each other’s minds like tides in an ocean, constantly urging and challenging the waves to go further inland in.

Smiles lost in each other as lips lock for the first time, turning thoughts into reality, satisfying all curiosity and fantasies……bliss….satisfaction, new beginnings.

Smiles, lost in time as words unsaid manifest and turn into bitter words, words full of disappointments...slowly turning into resentment.

Conflict of interest…..that is what we MEN are to ourselves.

We love a loving women, we love attention, affection and throwing tantrums.

We love flexing our muscles, showing our physical strengths and superiority….that’s in our D.N.A, and that’s our favorite excuse whenever we feel the need.

We love to dominate and also be dominated, we use our “heads” more with less thorough thought put. We are a loving creature that doesn’t know how to show love without being showed, we are a loving creature that easily gets frustrated and easily shaken. We are a loving creature that if let loose, we lose ourselves in the excitement of freedom and let our heads do the thinking without much thought being really applied.

We are a caring species, as much as we won’t show it well in actions or refrain from talking about it, we are a loving species.

We are also the masters of deception, liars with a wry sweet charming smile, manipulators and hurtful bastards.

We are uncaring, hurtful and full of ignorance and arrogance……We live to fuck and fuck to live when all’s lost.

We are a weak species, strong physically yet not capable of sustaining a home without the help of our necks, our other halves, the better ones than us when it comes to all attributes needed to build and sustain a functioning home.

We are just that…..many words can describe us, many a story can be told about the different kinds of us out there, many a woman can testify about our injustices, our cheating ways, our physical, verbal and emotional blackmail (black-male) and abuse

That is what we are, not because of our D.N.A, that’s just a fucked up excuse we have been allowed to use in order to justify our ways, mistakes and shortcomings. We are who we are because of the choices we make. Situations and circumstances may shape us and mould us, break us down or encourage us to surge on in a quest to discover our purposes and reasons for loving and living, but he choices we take or make each time we run into any form of difficulties make us the men we are today and will eventually end up being tomorrow.

Conflict of interest……

an act less understood by many a man through his actions, thoughts and goals.

We want a loving woman, but can’t get enough of a good shag from that one girl we’ve always wanted and enjoyed doing.

We want a huge house with many cars by a certain age, yet we forget a lifestyle is a repetition of desired results over and over till the mind is subdued into thinking what is desired and known is the only way to live life and do things.

We forget that what we are limited into knowing and doing is what we were or have been exposed to.

We forget life doesn’t begin or end with us and that what we set our minds into doing can either make us or break us.

We forget that our dicks have “heads” that aren’t capable of thinking for themselves.

We forget that we are not “superman’s and Batmans” of our modern society but we are super heroes to those we prove worthy to each and every day.

We also forget that there is forgiveness after doubts.

There is redemption after faltering and there is always a way back after straying.

Conflict of interest, an act we’ve become well known for.

We can all be better at what we want, we cannot all be good at everything like everyone else, we cannot be who everyone wants us to be, but we can try to be a different person through mutual understanding, self belief, character building and molding and future needs assessment.

We can always choose to be who we want to be."

This is my brief description of what I am, what my brother is and the brother next to him is like. We are what we are because of the choices we make and stick with, we complicate things because of the simple decision we take for granted. We mess up because of lust, pride, stigma and other social challenges we pose upon ourselvesor take on unnecessarily.

Opportunities come not but once, but regrets last forever.....don't go down that lane and end up with missed opportunities and loads of regrets.