Simon Gitonga Poems

Tourism like a sweet rhythm,
Breathtaking when you take a day off,
Retire to the parks and later to bed,
To extend the beauty in thy dreams.
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It was not simplicity,
I confess to the superior,
I was in a state of adversity,
But did not want to appear inferior,
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Now I know

I know why hearts of gold,
everyone salivate to mine
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I would like to take a walk in the grave yard,
In the middle of the night wearing a black overcoat,
Into the thick darkness of the silent tombs,
Where the wind is calm with no whistles,
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