Lyle Tussing

Twas a dangerous cliff, as they freely confessed,
      Though to walk near its crest was so pleasant;

But over its terrible edge there had slipped

       A duke, and full many a peasant.

The people said something would have to be done 

    But their projects did not at all tally.

Some said,“ Put a fence ’round the edge of the cliff”;

     Some, “An ambulance down in the valley.”
The lament of the crowd was profound and was loud,

     As their hearts overflowed with their pity;

But the cry for the ambulance carried the day 

     As it spread through the neighbouring city.

A collection was made,to accumulate aid,

     And the dwellers in the highway and alley

Gave dollars or cents- not to furnish a fence-

    But an ambulance down in the valley.


“For the cliff is all right if you’re careful,” they said;

    “And if folks ever slip and are  dropping.

It isn’t the slipping that hurts them so much

    As the shock down below – when they’re stopping.”

So for years (we have heard) , as these mishaps occurred

Quick forth would the rescuers sally,

To pick up the victims who fell from the cliff,

        With the ambulance down in the valley.

Said one, to his plea, “It’s a marvel to me

       That you’d give so much greater attention

To repairing results rather than to curing the cause;

    You had much better aim at prevention

For  the mischief, of course, should be stopped at its source,

    Come, neighbours and friends, let us rally.

It is far better sense to rely on a fence

    Than an ambulance down in the valley. ”
“He is  wrong in his head,” the majority said;

    “He would  end all our earnest endeavor.

He’s a man who would shirk this responsible work,

          But we will support it forever.

Aren’t we picking up all, just as fast as they fall,

       And giving them care liberally?

A superfluous fence is of no consequence,

    If the ambulance works in the valley.
Queer the story is, But things often occur that are stranger,

More humane, we assert, than to succor the hurt,

    Is the plan of removing the danger.

The best possible course is to safeguard the source;

    Attend to things rationally.

Yes, build up the fence and let us dispens

      With the ambulance down in the valley.


Little things

Its 3:48 exactly and am awake 

Can’t remember what I was dreaming about but I lost all my sleep 

Awake gazing at the ceiling board 

Ooooh fuck September is almost  here …the boring lectures assignments and the exams to figure out if you grasped anything you learnt 

Why does life need to be full of tests …haha I wish school wasn’t such a deal ..

Yes go to school study hard go to collage get those good grades have the right papers …you will get a good job …blah blah blah …it all comes down to money …Get good money 

I love money haha Money makes the world go round 

So yeah back to school , its disappointing how many graduates we have yet very few jobs …I think everyone should just do what they love what they are passionate about 

That way maybe the passion will drive them into being self employed or do other jobs related to what they learnt ….

Okay enough with that …am awake thinking of what to do …mmmh should I go pick my phone I left it charging over night or should I continue reading the book I had started reading yesterday evening (The monk who sold his Ferrari)

No,reading I ain’t feel that vibe so I get out of bed to pick my phone in the living room 

Instagram , WhatsApp ,Facebook I check through all the social apps but then settle on reading a friends blog post its really nice am proud of her 

Maybe I should write a thing or two to clear my head , so I decide to write whatever comes to mind 

You are reading it haha

Its also a special day two of my close friends were born today , Batul and Su

Friendship is a lovely thing you get to meet someone with a different personality, bond with this people share stuff with them like they have always been there for as long as you could remember .

Finding true friendship is a gift and if friendship was a contract it would only contain five words—— I’ll be there for you —–

This is to all my friends especially my friends

-my highschool classmates 

-the friends I’ve made in collage 

All of you have been amazing …making me laugh …some of u are qualified relationship experts and though at times we might go for long without talking am just glad you guyz see me as your friend

From selfies to parties and from heartbreak to loneliness, thanks for being there for me through it all. 




Integrity is the quality of being honest and having strong moral principles. It is generally a personal choice to uphold oneself to consistent moral and ethical standards. It can be seen as the condition of having framework within which an individual acts in ways in which are consistent and expected and concurrently within the given the framework.
Ethically one is seen to poses the virtue of integrity if the individual’s actions are of honesty and truthfulness. One’s integrity can be tested by human constructs of being accountable for one’s actions and internal consistency.
Integrity is not simply doing what is right but rather a lifelong pursuit to understand the full reality of all situations and then rising to the challenge of meeting the demands of that reality.
Trust, truth, result focused, embracing the negative, growth focused and adaptability are charter traits that make up a person of integrity.
Integrity is not something that one comes to get or have immediately one is born, it takes one’s willingness to learn and associate him/herself with people who are strong in the particular area one has identified a need for growth.
Integrity implies trustworthiness and incorruptibility to a degree that one is incapable of being false to a trust,responsibility or a pledge.


Her Broken Pieces

She is lonely , she sits alone
T-shirt on ,clutched to her blanket
She is hurt tears flowing down her face
Trys to hold herself together even though its hard
She yearns for her love , but its too late he has left
He doesn’t seem to notice her tears . His happy with some other girl and it ain’t her
Drowning in her own sorrow and self pity she
Yearns for someone to see her pain and make the pain disappear
Love is special thing but in that moment you give your heart to someone else and they have all the control over your feelings.
Yes she cries but not forever she knows
Somehow deep down an inner voice tells her she is special
She wakes up puts on her make up and slips into her best clothes
Its a new day she wants a new beginning
Yes that’s hope ,she still believes in love even with her broken pieces
Her broken pieces