Benson Muthoka

I am a lion nolonger a cub.
A bushy mane, huge paws, thundering roar.
I'll mark my territory from this tree, to that hill, and that rock to the brook down there.
I'll have one lioness in my pride the queen.
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You won't hide anything from me,
If I can look into your eyes!
Are you in love?
Your eyes will show.
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I don't fear heights
I just have a little problem.
I'd call you admirable.
Maybe loveable.
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You could be a nice person... a friend.
You could be what I'm looking for... maybe.
You could be what they say you are... charming.
You could be attractive... so very.
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Sweet, Serene, soul deep.
Comfort when I'm troubled.
Perfect Pearl, Peace.
Tranquility in Storm. Strong, Shackle Shuttering.
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I wanted to escape from the world of cares
To a place where the days have no nights and the nights have no darkness.
So I closed my eyes and there I was.
The night was bright as day for the day had no night.
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I wake up early everyday, dress up.
I read the papers, then sit.
Watching the television, I wait.
For newspaper reviews, I don't need.
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I love her song moved by her sweet soft coo.
Peace like water from cool springs flows out of that song.
And like the pools afoot the hills overflows my heart with tranquillity.
White like fresh milk are her feathers to my eyes.
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A ghostly figure in the mist,
Seeking to know my name,
So said it to me,
A ghostly figure in the mist,
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In the heart of Africa are footpaths sometimes trode by poisonous snakes.
On one of these, I meet my grandfather.
Good health young man.
Good health old man.
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This is the start line where the finishing begins.
I'm starting... not because they started but because they finished.
I'm going to win... not because I'm doing a different thing but because I'm doing it differently.
The finish line seems so far... but every step brings it closer.
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I watch your face.
Expressionless, Emotionless, Motionless.
No smile, no grin, just sleep.
I say I'll give you this...
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Gossip and the gossips I dislike.
They seem to know everything.
What he did, what she's done, what you're doing... even what we'll do!
I will not engage.
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'This poem is dedicated to Eunice Wanjiru aka Mickey'

So similar to what we saw on t.v
Enemies yet friends
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