The blood of my dad, the moods of a good lad, the blessings of Lord is all that I possess in a life with hustles, ups and downs, living with fleeing foes and friends....none to be by you...
I work with an obligation to be a success to my people with distress, serving ma duty amongst the society, the community i rail from, the pen i hold, the paper i wanna fold to do a poem much old for the youngsters to be told..
New with an ambition, young but a mission, bright with a clear vision to make the world a succession for you and me....
Uliniahidi penzi,
Si jana, si juzi,
Si leo, si kesho,
Wangu kidosho,
...
When my turn would come,
Soon enough to depart from home,
Many hearts would be at still,
And my space, none to fill.
...
Mine is long gone,
To a world long born,
Into parts am long torn,
For all have long flown.
...
Introduction_____
At hard times, at happy moments, at peculiar situations, one thing for sure: none is willing to help you out of the damn being, on your right shoulder always stands a lady, ready to support, ready to love you and from deep down her heart, passion and lust for you drives her crazy
...
2 am, its in the middle of the night,
Pen shaking, I want to write,
Scribble down something slight,
Bout love, bout me, bout tears I dislike.
...