ASANTE MAMA NE WEWE TU II

Look at her she carries the Nation ,

She's determined but no one will mention ,

From her we see generation ,

Her grace and might is known to all creation ,

Yes she gave me hope .

Am blessed  everyday ,

Not mention the first day ,

She gave me life she let me out these was the day ,

She's special like every Sunday ,

Yes she gave me reason .

I kept on trying to walk ,

Then  I  didn’t know how to talk ,

Every time I sulk ,

Yes she gave me seasons .

I stood still tall ,

Like primate superstar of all ,

Not to mention her dedication went straight to fame hall,

Yes she gave me norms .

Everyday am grateful for her now she’s grown old and out of rudder,

Now is my turn to give her my shoulder ,

And I will make sure I cross with her  every border ,

ASANTE MAMA NI WEWE TU.  

A SONG FOR NASERIAN

Does heart lie ,

Does the smile lie ,

Is it plastic smile ,

Is it really distant like a mile ,

It was the other day that I met you ,

Yet I miss you like I have known you ,

Yet still I felt something for you ,

Yep my heart skips a beat for you ,

Gal you smitten me ,

Like a kitten you made me ,

I feel something for you ,

For you these is my song and I gave it to you ,

That’s why the song for Naserian I dedicate to you ,

You take away my breath and give me a kiss of life  made by you ,

Naserian look into my eyes you left a big hole of desire that longs for you ,

And fountain of unbreakable love that will  last a life time ,

And sounds of never forgotten bells and chime  ,

Gals have loved but my heart is fond of you ,

I step in every corner to trace and find you ,

I don’t understand why I cant see you ,

Yet still my heart thumps hard against my chest you ,

Whenever I see you am nervous and on break down ,

When you see me you blush like a million times in minutes ,

You smile like crazy yet still you say you don’t feel something for me ,

Your the sweetest thing ever come my way and I pray to hold on to  you till death do us part .

My Unmentioned

My Unmentioned

I have been through many races ,

Seen different people in different paces,

Have chased my dreams,

Crossing different streams,

Doing my last lap ,

In the wap,

With a great leap ,

Realizing we been through a lot than heap,

Using different VoIP's ,

And them Ip’s  ,

Just like yesterday ,

He gave me a victorious day ,

Like a walk through the park ,

I made it to the finish line and made my a mark ,

We been through the same track ,

Running and creating a pack , 

I look up to something ,

Becoz my life is void filled with nothing ,

You turned and flip up pages of my life and left something ,

Those who knew I was loosing ,

Now look at me dismaying ,

In you I find Prada of hope ,

And a jar with no loop ,

Because joy comes in the morning ,

And pain doesn’t last a life time ,

And that is your promise to mankind ,

And I know teacher am one of my kind ,

You claimed to me life ,

When i knew i couldn’t suffice .

 

MEMOIR TO MY MZEE

Dad if i couldn't recall that mom gave you me to carry me and feel that am your flesh and blood then am wrong but like every father would do that to feel their children.You watched me grow from that humble infant to a troublesome kid who whenever is out must create trouble for others.You developed a big stick policy that whenever i stray out of line you'd bring me back to the way,the right way you taught me bible from the heroes story of the bible and took me to see Dulose the great Christians ship that sails around the world evangelizing the word of GOD.You introduce me to Charlies Dickens novel collection , Gulliver travel and Oliver Twist .You made me love poetry, history ,theology,geography and reading that today influence large part of my life.You were known by my brothers as a dad who never says anything and anyone never respond but down inside your heart your the best dad had never ask for and the best that u will always gonna be for your love for us was like love of Lioness toward her cubs to an extent no one could never come near them.Thanks dad and i dedicate these happy Fathers day to you .

IN MY FATHERS SHOE

Sometimes i appreciate my father,
Because with him life was no bother,
I couldn't realize much of his shoe,
Like peddle in a dhoe,
He was pure dreamer,
And not a grimmer.

He had a dream to be a theologian,
But not an authoritarian ,
He inspired young children in the village,
Just like in much of his millage,
He was a rock on deep foundation,
Which could build the famous Nation.

Could i, could i,fit on my father's shoe?,
Could i,could i, fit on my father's shoe?.

I try to do theology,
Just like guys who like biology,
I find it more convicing,
And appealing ,
To believe that am his offspring,
Who is on the verge of springing.

Could i , could i ,fit on my father's shoe,
Could i ,could i ,fit om my father's shoe?.

OBAMA GENERATION

A generation with no prejudice or races segregation,
A generation that doesn't care of old gone dark generation of tribalism that kills and divide countries and races apart,
A generation that judges one for what one is , not for his race,tribe,color bar,
A generation of young men and women who work to unite their countries in the global map not global hate,
These is the generation of which knows what it wants,
Not like old goons generation that help divide us completely instead of uniting us,
These is the generation that want to take politics ,social life, and everything politely and humbly,
These generation that lives global village,
The obama generation,
A generation of no fear but love ,joy,splendor and en-devour.

WHO IAM

I was born to my father and mother just like everyone else,
My mother underwent the same pains like the other mothers else where,
My mother and father brought me up just like the other kids.

They took me to the school of there choice to better me,
They made me do things to make them happy,
They even didn't want me to discover myself,
Every step of my childhood i took ,
I took with a heavy heart of not my like.

Today i stand to make my own decision to love someone
like me of my choice,
For us to marry and live our own lives,
To be considered by others as humans beings,
And that we deserve respect for our own decision of which
we consider modicum to us.

Ergo it doesn't matter what you think,
Even if you considers us perverts ,
The decision we made was ours on our sexism,
Leave Chege and Ngengi alone they deserve their joy.