A System...

I fell down a system I blame

I can’t run a system I blame

I can’t progress a system I blame

For every failing a system I blame

But why..?

Why must I blame a system when I know that system is always against me, when I know no matter what I do the system will not favour me. There is but one solution beating that system. Learn to step, creep before I walk, run before I jump and look before I leap.

I will not blame you for doing things in your interest, I will just make me a priority. I will just set me a goal, give me a task and make me my own.

A system that works for me, one that will see me grow, one that will pick me up fast when I fall, one that will support my knees when I creep. A system that I will not blame, a system I won’t criticise, a system I will nurture, a system that will flourish.

That system I build not with violence, nor with hatred, not with crime nor with resentment of the past. A system of self belief one absent with doubt and present with confidence, believing not only in the system I’m building but mainly its pillars upon which I am building it. A system packed with knowledge of knowing who I am, what I stand for and what I believe in. 

A system for the unsupported.

Ulric Quee

19/01/2015

If I know who I am, then I can become who I want to be - Ulric Quee

السلام عليكم

Assalamualaikum - السلام عليكم

Peace be unto you…

I bring you peace and with peace I come to you. Is it just a statement or does it really comes from the heart. A thousand times over I have heard this powerful word: Assalamualaikum 

I see destruction, killing and maiming of the world and tomorrow, brutally and blatantly, people suffer, oppressed and I am not ashamed to come to you and say Assalamualaikum. Where is the peace I bring to Syria, Palestine, Iraq, Egypt, Ukraine and parts of the world where wars are fought and people are dying, starving and suffering and have their lives destroyed. 

Assalamualaikum, My peace I bring to you, My heart I pour out to you, My all I give you… tranquil and blissful, quiet and merciful, calm and mellow. From my heart I say without thinking never a thought nor second guess by my surroundings nor my problems,  I say… Assalamualaikum

Assalamualaikum with a smile on his face cheerful and calm, fear in his eyes not knowing nor understands what the day, night or next hour is going to be like, that moment that passing second when he extends his hands, prepares the hug, that moment brings him peace. A peace that passeth all understanding, he whispers Assalamualaikum.

Ulric Quee

25/02/2014 

Should I Still Listen

Should I Still Listen

In the early days they preach to us, showed and taught us the bible. Tell us about the beauties of the heavens and the earth. They taught us about love, kindness and forgiveness, they weakened our minds and souls, then they converted our weaknesses for their gains taking us into slavery. Today 99% of the things they showed, taught and brought to us is what they stand against.

They taught our forefathers how wonderful it is to live in equality, love for one another, peace and togetherness. They turned their backs and give us guns and drugs, setting us up to kill our very own, our brothers we are to watch out and care for, destroying our very own family we’re to love, cherish and protect.

They brought us to their lands to fight when there was war, to farm when there was farming, to build when it was broken, now that it is settled they’re calling us “Aliens”.

Should I still listen, when every word they say they have contradicted, when every moment of happiness they have robbed off me, when every comfort they have denied me, when every hope they have taken away from me?

Should I still listen?

By: Ulric Quee 

20/6/2010

A Child Soldier Cries...

A Child Soldier Cries

Children 

O children

What are we to our elders

We are so much like feathers

That we don't regard our brothers

Our books, pens and pencils are guns

For which are classrooms are war fronts

With axe and cutlasses/machete

For physical/health education

We go on to practice amputation and mutilation

Children 

O children

What does our future hold???

Children 

O children

With narcotics for breakfasts, lunches and dinners

We are excited to kill, loot, rape and maim our brothers

Happily ready to go to the battle fronts

While they sit, laugh and enjoy at their numerous joints

In the midst of cross fire we face death

We endure this moment till our last breath

Children 

O children

What’s in our future we have to behold???

Children 

O children

Guns and bombs we throw away

Pens and pencils, books we take

Give us chance to love and live

Now in peace we do believe

No more fighting

No more wars 

In the morning as we pray

Yet to see a brighter day

Children 

O children

Lord, please grant us a better day..!

By: Ulric Quee - Dedicated to all Child Soldiers around the world!

6/8/2005

Rational

Rational..:

Today the world cries at the death of Nelson Mandela, a great man he was portrayed. Suffered under his oppressors and faith changed. He let them continue to live and be arrogant about their deeds.

The lives of so many went down the drains in South Africa, was this what people died for…? I still remember that great morning of June 16 in 1976, when children were massacred in Soweto. Was this what they died for.. for the forgiveness and reconciliation of their killers who were and are in no way repentant of what they did…? Is this really Freedom, when 55% of black South Africans are still unemployed, more than 50% still living in Shanty towns and slums…? Majority plagued with HIV/AIDS to date…? Yes..! they can be free to move from place to place but not being able to empower them after suppressing them that long, the differences in mortality rate and wealth is still vast between black and white South Africans  

He like President Obama is made a puppet in a white man's doll house. He was hailed a hero a liberator and the freedom fighter… was this war fought alone..? was it Mandela who was shot and killed on the streets of South Africa..? The bloods and lives and livelihoods of black South Africans poured out and destroyed for years and years under the rule of apartheid only for Mandela to preach reconciliation and forgiveness. 

How interesting the International Criminal Court (ICC) can never try it’s own people. But for the blacks committing human rights abuses against their own they will be sent to the Hague, in Netherlands, to be tried by the ICC. What a coincidence, this was the same country that enforced apartheid in South Africa for decades.

Africa for Africans by Africans, we have been told times without number that we can feed ourselves… We’ve been robbed by the west and now coming up to reap us off the South East (China and the like). When will African leaders learn that we will always be tools to others not unless we start looking after our own and for our own by our own..?

I wait to see Africans liberating Africa not by killing each other but by extending a hand to a brother when he is down and needs help to come up. By supporting our very own, enforcing and endorsing policies that will only benefit us. 

Africa will always be our home… the day we learn to make it our home, that will be the beginning of a very long walk to FREEDOM.

By Ulric Quee

15/1/2014

Uneven Love

Uneven Love

I pour out my soul to you not because I'm weak

My affection so pure you could see through me

Is that a mistake with me being so meek

I come clean with my intensions from day one to thee

I could be anything to you but me

But what would I gain wasting our time when nothing is within

I know your love is stronger and affection greater for me

But steadfastness and consistency is my little request my queen

Words aren't enough to express how I feel

I doubt there is a description that could lay out my love for thee

Open your mind heart and soul let's enjoy this thrill

Our love is uneven but stronger and stronger it shall grow to be

8/8/2014

By: Ulric Quee

O Captain! My Captain

O Captain! My Captain!

A world so vast controversies so deep

I stand in the world filled with trouble so steep 

I dare not think on my own or I get thrown out at sea

O Captain! My Captain! Where would I be?

O Captain! My Captain! Teach me and guide me to see

That freedom of my thought and will would only endanger me

Why is it so tough for me to be respected as I would want to be

No! Oh! No! My wills and thoughts are and will never be so free

I challenged thee to be the person I want to be

I fought to get this far trying to please you in all that you ask

Every minute of every passing hour you set out my path as a task

This life is one and only this one time I ask to be me

O Captain! My Captain! through your eyes I see the beauties

In your smile and warm heart I see freedom in rare realities

Pick me up and sail away with me to that land free of worries

O Captain! My Captain! In your ways will I set out my stories…

By: Ulric Quee

13/08/14

Poverty

Poverty, is this a sickness?
Poverty, is this a curse?
Poverty, is this death?

I believe it is worse than all these things.
One cant understand if you've never been into it.
Living poor is a hell on earth.
You have no reason to live when you're poor.
No one will treat you right,
You'll be used and abused,
You'll be trashed and tossed about.
People will do whatever they want with you and get away with it freely.
You don't have a place in this world being poor.
I'm sorry, but this is a testimony.
Let us help work together to kill poverty


By: Ulric Quee
2/01/07

Sorry

I am truly sorry
To make you worry
I know I was wrong
Therefore I don't want you to keep it long

It might be very hard
To live without you, and I feel sad
Please come back and make me happy
Because you know you're my only baby

I'll not fight back nor defend
Neither will I try to pretend
Loosing you will be a great pain
Please come revive my dying heart again

By: Ulric Quee
8/6/07

Living my Life

What is the right way to live my life
Day and night is toil and strife
All around me is nothing but hardship
Death upon my face wiping all hopes away

What is the right way to live my life
Parties, clubs and travelling the world
Least of my worries being the after-world
Remembering that I only have to live once

A new term known as "living my life"
Loads of wake up calls around our eyes
The numerous deaths of loving ones
Is this a call to sober up for the afterlife?

The way I live my life is up to me
None but myself will decide the best
Help me, fix me, tease me, make me
Day by day I'll live my life to the fullest

By: Ulric Quee
15/7/2009

Self Confidence

Some say I am too fat,
Am I shy because of that?
Some say I am too ugly,
And for that I thought they were being a bully.

Some call me dark,
Yes I know I am black.
My teeth have straps,
Should I be worried and have a relapse?

Some say I wear glasses,
Indeed I have one, can't I join the masses?
Some say I look weird,
I guess I have all that's required.

I am never too good in your eyes daddy
Everything I have done you've critisized mummy
You're prettier but I too can do well my sister
I can't do a thing you keep knocking me down my brother

The way I look and feel I don't need to defend
And the life I live is not one that I pretend
Love me or hate me don't sit on the fence
I am sorry folks I am full of self confidence

By: Ulric Quee
3/4/10

Do I want to be alone?

You make me cry day in day out
I love you truly without a doubt
I'm feeling so ashamed and betrayed
What really is this that you've portrayed

When you left this morning, it feels so peaceful
Deep inside it is so hurtful
Having you around every second fills me with joy
But when you're around, my peace is destroy

Scared and trapped inside this cone
Asking myself, do I want to be alone?
I must admit I so love you and it is real
This feeling inside is so ethereal

What I have inside is deep to my bone
I am in doubt if it will be de-bone
This step I take is all on my own
No, I am sure I don't want to be alone

By: Ulric Quee
29/04/2010

My Love @ a Distance

My love lies way in a distance
so sweet when i think of the instance
her cute face mash up my resistance
truly your love take full dominance

My heart beats faster at your thought
with you smile my problem's sort
feeling I'm in some type of resort
where i think of nothing else but your comfort

my wish is to love you more
the feeling's too strong i cant hold anymore
i want to be with you now and forevermore
te amo! te amo! mi amor


By: Ulric Quee

Wars & Fighting

What in the world is fun in these words
people always trend and happy about it like rewards
truthfully it hurts when i see people are given awards
for such pains, cruelty and even death to others

every second a life is taken in wars and fighting
yet we're doing nothing to make things lighten
the lives of those truly affected aren't delighted
yet total ignorance of tomorrows world with anguished kids

Stop the killings and start rebuilding
the bloods that has been and is shedding
is more than enough to tell the stories
of a once rootless and heartless memories

it's nothing but destruction
total illusion and distraction
a formation of absolute misconception
erupting in the face of our generation

By: Ulric Quee

Loving You

you seem so distracted
but your looks so attracted
it caught me, that i want to interact
with you and i cant act
your inner beauty makes more impact
that leaves me no option
but loving you...

i always idolize
your beauty and cant stop to fantasize
you've put me in a constant dream
like the big rock by the stream
that nothing can shake from the realm
24/7 i just cant do a thing
but loving you...

please come and release me
please come and set me free
i want nothing more but your love
as pure and white like a dove
humble and strong up above
nothing matters much
than loving you...

By: Ulric Quee

You

Its very hard to believe
and never could imagine
all the pains you've relieve
from this heart of mine

Twas with great respect
A man was brought to the state
You were the main aspect
That i thought twas never too late

Embedded into my mind body and soul
Nothing was as good as a dream
Giving me an aim to an ultimate goal
Please accommodate me to the brim

Yes everything has been about you
Sleep and wake is all in you
Dreams and thoughts is all of you
if life's worth living then it's you.

By: Ulric Quee

Face of Love

Of what substance was thou made of
even when the heart seems rough
and circumstances so tough
a look at your face
can totally replace
the sorrows that was in place

you're beautiful than words can say
even time itself cannot relay
truly i can spend the day
imagining your cheerful smile
oh, how great will it be to go the mile
to have and always keep you by my side

By: Ulric Quee

Beauty

Beauty
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A beauty I once see
A beauty that is free
A beauty to be by always I see
A beauty for me you'll always be.

A beauty not because you're black
A beauty not because you're white
A beauty not because you lack
Just that beauty that turns my darkness to light

A beauty you are I'll always admit
The beauty you are I'll always remit
Soft and tender from inside your heart
I hope and pray it never depart

Through young and Old a beauty you are
Through hard times and comfort tis beauty you share
Through rain and shine a beauty you've been
A lesson I've learnt beauty comes from within

Ulric Quee
9/2/2010

Weed

Early morning Weed
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I woke up early morning by the sea
to a nice smell of some substance i can't see
sweet aroma i raise up my head to the sky
o how i feel so great and high

with the popping sounds of the seed
i then realise this was something indeed
burning through the fingers of a youthful breed
then i realise it was an early morning weed

cool as it may sound
this is something we can't rebound
the love for it is so profound
the love for weed will always abound

Multiple uses it has been researched upon
what's in these leaves that makes it so strong
not with any mixture we can rely on
It's natural the whole world can't be wrong

Ulric Quee
30/10/08

Black

Black is beautiful
It's contradictorily pitiful
How it's been associated with all that's awful
Pain o pain this is so shameful

Black describes the best
Being black doesn't mean unrest
Tho life puts us to a test
One thing's for sure being black means blest

They say black is the bottom of human race
This is been shown as far back as history can trace
On our backs they put these vivid tracks
With whips and or anything we've suffer being blacks

On the backs of blacks all others have stand
Till to date blacks are stronger and have withstand
Bottom is sometimes the greatest of all things
With no bottom there is no top to anything

By: Ulric Quee
15/09/09