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SORES OF MIND

My soul is an intimate relationship with longliness My spirit is now caged in the ditch filled with darkness My heart is amputated, drained not to beat anymore. Hope has done me hopeless. Yet the heart emits fire. Not today not tomorrow The reason my mind has to tire. Not anymore I am clinging to…
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SORES OF MIND
My soul is an intimate relationship with longliness My spirit is now caged in the ditch filled with darkness My heart is amputated, drained not to beat anymore. Hope has done hopeless. Yet the heart emits fire. Not today not tomorrow The reason my mind has to tire. Not anymore I am clinging to the…
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A WORD FROM DAD
A WORD FROM DAD. Dear child.This is my first word for you.Maybe the last I write to you. When you come to this world,Take into account all these words.I did not open the door to the worldFor you,.But no one will question,If you break it upTo meet your success. Never run half the race,Never have…
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A FRIEND NOT AFRIEND.
I am disappointed in you,The beer we had , I vomit on you.The meal we had , I spit it on your plate.Am not lamenting, just transforming.We killed a lion together, used your spear on me . Stitches at my back, so raw and fresh .A decade,turn out like a minute ago.This scar of betrayal,Has…
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A FRIEND NOT A FRIEND.
A FRIEND NOT AFRIEND. I am disappointed in you,The beer we had , I vomit on you.The meal we had , I spit it on your plate.Am not lamenting, just transforming.We killed a lion together, used your spear on me . Stitches at my back, so raw and fresh .A decade,turn out like a minute…
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SLEEPING COMEDY.
SLEEPING COMEDY. Uhuhuhuhuhu…!The whistling brought into attention,Everyone in the congratulation.In my mind, I was alone .Getting my chores on time done. Turning around,On stage, myself I found.A thousand and one eyes on me.My bladder urgently wanted me to pee.In my hands,A mopper, dripping out dirty water.The ground grew warm and hotter. Rap rap rap rap…
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GERMINATED ANGER
GERMINATED ANGER. Finally,I’ve been able to seeThat concealed voice.Your face has been honest enoughTo whisper,That anger you have beenHiding deep down you. The gnashing pain ,You have been swimming in,That Sorrow I did not see.Because you were good enoughTo make them opaque,Like the glasses for the bathroom walls. Hail to your actions.Which were so generous.To…
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TRANQUILITY
TRANQUILITY. The faces of the water,The skyAnd the vegetationAre filled with smiles .No racking up the mind .The sun’s raysAre accommodative.Sea tides greeting the rocks at the shoreEnjoying the calmness from above. Just at the Shore ,Sitting and watching the setting sun.Looking around,I see birds rushing to their nests.Bees collectingTheir day’s last position of nectar.My…
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DEMO-CRISIS
DEMO-CRISIS. To some of us , democracy is a bitter aloe .It cannot go through our pallets .Disunity is inclusive.Not to mention the dept of corruption , whose influence is dating to infants and foetus . Democracy ,How shall I describe youIn my continent Africa.No in Kenya my nation! Do citizens exude theirDemocratic rights ?Are…
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Crunchy yearning.
I was brought up in the street,Dust was socks on my feet.Happiness displayed their teethFrom education I yearned to feed. Not then could I ever rest ,Till now I do my best .Since young , I didn’t see the breast,Neither now will I sit to rest . Penned by Mwita Chacha.