PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

 Wassup! Hello.  How are you... How are you doing today? Is everything okay thereby you. Yes... There it is! That smile says everything about your smooth and cool situation. People... It is Pikelela here! I am back on the streets again. You see.  It is more important for you to learn to catch all the street vibes before you catch the flue. The flue happens when you start choking every time people around you begin to roll their tongues in an unfamiliar way. Check this one out. Be always on the lookout for tongues unleashed to dis and mess you up. T he bigger your eyes get the easier for all the street-smart brothers and sisters out there... They identify and isolate you as their soft target.  They now know that you have just become their biggest payload for the day. Please allow me to draft you in. I f you ever find yourself surrounded by these dangerous smooth talkers! Wassup?  This is them throwing their fishing line... evaluating the depth of their target. Wassup them back and stare

Tripping Highlights...   Would you believe me if I told you that I had deleted this narrative after writing about four stanzas three weeks ago? It is common for me to compose original lines and discard them with ease after finding them not rhyming with my heart. I cannot begin to tell you just how many tens and hundreds of my writings I have thrown away. No regrets.   Who cares and worries about thoughts and words, me? Nah. God has dunked me inside His gigantic pond filled with gazillions of scrambled words, for me to fish them out and playback them to your ears in real time.   Yep, that is me and I am bragging helplessly about it!   For the past two days, my heart seemed to have caught up with my lost narrative and kept tapping and knocking on my door to reconsider. Late last night I surrendered and got back to my sweet narrative and began working on it till the wee hours of the morning.   Hello. You are reading and listening to one of my best narratives to date. If I did not liste