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 Date:28.10.2002

                                  

THEY WILL NOT GO UNPUNISHED:

 I will not hesitate,

when he says,

HE WILL,

Take me out for Lunch,

For a candle light dinner,

For these dogs can bite!,

Hey Oga! They can,

With hungry teeths,

But when he loves me---,

I will LUV! Too---,

For his love,

Is a cobra's poison,

It bringst Pandämonium,

His love is darkness,

Darkness in madness,

I will not Spare „His“,

For mine he wont either,

He knows he is a man,

His eyes still hungers,

He cannot go unpunished.

Date:13.09.2002

HEAR THEIR CRIES!

Hey you elite!,

Who seat on sponged seats,

Thinking of dot and com,

How disgusting a generation!,

Pay attention!,

To the creis,

Of the emaciated children,

that grow hopeless,

Surviving in a Vaccum,

This so called earth!,

Sufforcated, Sabotaged,

In this dessert,

That destroys every soul,

Both the named and nameless,

Young man!,

When with a lazy mind you strech your arms,

See the pauper strech his skeletones,

For you are the Messiah,

Hey!, do not seat back,

Praising the small, small achievements

The patients are many,

With wounds everywhere,

All you shall heal,

Just look far ahead, and wide enough,

Do you see?,

You have alot to do and achieve.






Date:09.11.2001

           

A VOICE OF REASON:

In each place there is a bed,

For time to lie,

And work to steal it,

But in each day,

There is a Suprise,

For both the old and Naive,

Good or bad,

In each heart lies a Crisis,

We see it everyday,

We feel it everyday,

we keep waiting,

For the Striking Moment---,

„Time is up“,

It is the fear in us,

We move along,

To a world unknown.

The war is a tug of war,

One without heros,

A battle between hypocrasy and reality,

But in every darkness there is time,

To open up to the light,

As time is a great healer.

It is time we awake,

And fight a unique battle,

A battle of lost voices,

Tortured and beaten minds,

Let as  all swim into a new Island,

One without sharks,

with new tales,

For in every Knowledge,

There is an expirience,

If only to make mother nature smile!.

 Date:25.08.2002

ANAESTHESIA:

When you have sworn,

Never my speech to hear,

And turned your back on me,

Giving me a cold ear,

I know it is a lie,

When you have sworn,

Not to care about me,

Left me in the Island of death,

A no man's land,

Bleeding and pleading,

To be forgiven again---,

When you refuse to forget,

My inventable assignations,

I know you will come back again,

To my rescue,

For you have feelings---,

Too deep i fear,

I am certain that,

After the fourty days,

Of hunger and anger,

You will come to pick what is left of me,

My emaciated body and mind,

You will bring my beauty back,

For pain is love.

Date:18.08.2002

THE INNER VOICE:

It is the inner Voice,

That makes me bitter,

Not the venom of your Slap,

Or the venom of your tongue,

But the inner voice,

That knows only the reality,

Of every cold seasons,

That leaves me in a half dead situation,

I neither laugh nor cry,

But lie motionless,

As the memories become clear,

Clearer and clearer,

I cry out loud,

My mouth wide like a wolf,

Feeling every ech of my broken heart,

I refuse to look an to the future,

For the inner voice makes me a failure or a Heroine.

   Date 28:10:2001

SOUL FOOD:

„Food for the mouth, food for the soul“

Granny says,

 As all are home,

Ready to share,

Ready to love,

Everyone with a chance,

To express what he feels,

To say What he has to say,

Their laughter fills,

Their cries empties,

Their changing souls.

It is the spirit of brotherhood,

That brings them home,

And strengthens their neighbourhood,

All as one familly,

Hope never runs away,

For their moment ties,

Brings their souls together,

That way they are able,

To face the coming changes,

Long enough to keep them together.

Let no obstacles overcome,

To break family traditions,

For where two gather,

The lord joins,

It is better to fill empty souls,

Than to fill wealthy souls,

Just as the last twelve ate,

Dinner must be that way,

Gradges aside,

Unity must continue,

To keep bonds and bones strong.

If anything destroys the bond,

One should stay awake,

To bring souls back home,

As soon as they part,

To settle disputes,

To prevent the house from sale,

To avoid breaking of hearts,

And get to know each other better,

Just to keep the Spirit alive,

That everyone may smile.

Date:17.09.2002

BLACK LOVE

When on gala nights they meet,

Do not question their prowess,

For they sing in truth,

Bearing witness to its existance,

Ashame the devil!,

Cast out the evil Spirit,

And tie your tighs high,

With Kangas of weight,

Shake them in awe,

Let the 'evil ones' watch,

As you praise your lovers,

In unrealised nudity,

For you praise in truth,

And reveal your inner Self,

To the whole world----,

I speak for this love,

For in this sweet love,

I hear the voice of my lover,

Whispering softly and gently,

Centuaries after he is gone,

I can't help but smile,

Under his smashed graveyard,

I hold his warm hands,

Recalling the lovely courtship days,

I realise that death cannot do us apart!---,

For thou was ment to last,

Black love,

I cant stop to admire.

   Date: 20.10.2002

A WORLD NOBODY KNOWS

Deep in every sunshine,

I long to see grass fall,

It is the warmth of dusk,

It is the warmth of dawn,

The Whispering winds around,

Sometimes alone all through,

None comforts thee,

Deep within there are shadows.

Ooh! Morning glory of life,

What suprise do you bring?

Is it a familiar one ?

Maybe more complicated,

I will withstand all,

It is neither me or them,

Who knows the truth,

The torch seems of light,

It happens to be of darkness.

Once a world so bussy,

Now met with sullen silence,

Rules are made within,

It is just the beginning,

Happy are those suffer,

Happiness finds them later,

Words dance in the air,

None seems to be real,

Time keeps flying,

Yet all these no one knows.

Date:01.03.2001

THE MUGUMO TREE:

I look up on you,

Dreams starts to flow,

Your deep colour of dignity,

The sun pours its glory,

You make dreams real.

Years have passed,

Centuries have passed,

Yet you are ceaseless,

In shading tears for all,

Both above and below,

I will never stop to admire.

Men may arrive,

Rejecting your cries,

Your life to shorten,

I will keep watch,

For only you can give life to the lifeless,

And hope to the hopeless.

Dance the great one,

High and above,

To the rythm of drums,

In pride and ego,

Even if you leave,

Your spirit will forever live.

    Date: 17.09.2001

RUNNING AWAY FROM REALITY:

From the Day you came out,

Out from a silent world,

There was an eye on you,

Whispering voices around,

Both evil and good,

I knew you will be cool.

They watched you cry,

Indeed you left the world,

Their eyes eager to see,

You grew into an elegent woman,

You seemed to Know alot,

None about yourself,

That did not bother you,

You had a plane to catch.

So beatifull you grew,

Forgetting your weakness,

Your hands so strong,

Your mind very focused,

Each day with a suprise,

Many thought they knew you,

Full of pride and ego,

You ran away from reality,

Never telling the truth,

It never changed a thing.

On earth falls light,

Darkness has a time,

To open up to people,

Leaving them schocked,

They will laugh in disbelief,

A time for an elegy,

Your time to face reality,

You must accept who you are.

    Date:31.01.2001

AN AFRICAN CRY:

Take me back,

Back to my wealthy world,

Where we slept on Gold and Diamonds,

Without a dollar tag on it,

Take me back,

To my bedless sleep.

Date:17.09.2001

WAIT FOR ME MY LOVE:

We are miles apart,

Time is different between us,

Yet---, I hear you breath,

Not that I know you!,

I just feel you,

But soon I will,

Wait for me my love.

Days passes by and by,

Hope keeps glimmering,

I know you will pass by,

It makes me smile,

And I know you are Waiting,

No matter the miles,

Please don't give up,

We are not yet through,

Our love is true,

Wait for me my love.

When alone in the dark,

I get the courage to walk,

It is Not by luck,

I know you are watching,

That is why I keep the work,

Our love is different,

Not the usual love,

And not in refference,

Just wait and see,

Ahead the blue sea,

Wait for me my love.

Your face I don't know,

Mine you don't too,

Yet, when the day comes,

We will be one and not two,

Our heart beats will jump,

Like a metallic pump,

In any given way,

We will be truthful to ourselves,

Even to the witness of the pen,

Don't dare give up dear,

For I will be too near,

Wait for me my love.

Date:28.06.2002

I'M CONFUSED

Its about Johnny,

No, its about Johnies,

You see, am confused,

It is the lusting fire,

It only burns when I see--,

When  I see him,

'Cucu' told me it is evil,

But I see others Long!,

I see them cry,

with pain of laughter,

I see through their hearts,

Its a big burning fire,

I see joy in their eyes.

I have heard  people say,

It works for those who wait,

But how will you eat,

Without fire to cook?!,

My stomach is full of lust,

But am told to wait!

And yet when I look up,

Through his 'innocent' eyes,

I know he is the one,

I know that when he says--,

His words will eventually---,

I will never hunger again,

I'm confused though,

I know I must wait,

But I could loose him!,

Maybe he is the one,

the one and only,

In the midist of them,

Men who abuse their manhood,

Like drooling Puppies,

I'm confused.

Date:10.09.2002

STRESSED:

like safari ants,

You bite on the left,

you sting on the right,

Ooh have mercy on me!,

I try to ease the pain---,

But you bite yet again,

with mercyless pain,

This time on the back and neck,

With a red hot teeth,

Please spare me the agony.

In the many pages of life,

It is a fine morning,

I see and feel not,

For i only smell death,

I beg you to loosen your sting,

And not to trow a stone on me,

Am hurting on the inside and outward,

My once beautiful skin,

Is now emaciated for good,

Have mercy on the deprived,

I fail to know the Provoker,

I feel sweet pain,

In every nerves of my body,

I fail to forget,

Your peeping eyes---,

Above and below my desk,

Mocking me----,

Not knowing why.

My smiles are gone,

It makes you wipe your eyes,

And i wipe my tears,

I feel pain no more,

You keep peepping and whispering in soft voices,

Cursing, abusing my livelihood,

You approve my downfalls,

For you---, am just a street urchin,

A lazy and lost sheep,

The unteachable and uncultured kid,

Ooh! I will make it,

For with pain i will gain,

Every strength from above,

To pass through the shadow of death,

My tears run dry,

And I close the windows,

To seat and concentrate,

Alone I will make it.

Date:24.01.2002

UNFORGETABLE RANKLES:

Was it my fault!,

That I smiled at a neighbour,

When my dad blinked at her?,

Was I to be blamed?,

When I took my father,

To „hunt“ in the plantations,

while I ate berries in a hidden bush?,

Now that I dreamt eating meat, what next?.

My mothers heart is broken,

Her lips are red and hot,

Her throat is burning,

She blames the witches,

Her belly holds no more,

Her figure is rangy,

Her heart aches,

As I see through her eyes,

And feel her bleading heart,

I see loneliness,

I see darkness,

Tears too heavy to be held back,

Why all this so soon?.

Now that mama is resting,

Who will cook for my siblings?,

How generous the rich man?

He buys us bread,

When I dance naked in the river!,

And invites us to his bungalow,

To sleep on big beds?

Now that my belly is swollen,

Why doesn't he buy us bread?.

Was it my fault?

That a harlot I became,

Only at thirteen?,

To buy them books?,

Now that am sleeping too!,

After a long illness,

Who will cover them,

To protect them from darkness,

So that long they may live,

To keep our river flowimg?,

I wish I had a choice.

                                                                                             


 Date:02.11.2001

LOST IN THE BATTLE:

The trees sway,

Muscles highlighted,

Rhythm erupts,

The wind---,

Answers swiftly,

As the oceans do,

Hold your Breath,

Relax-----,

But the sun can make it!,

Not like the harsh Plumber,

Who quarrels with his tools,

Even when the sky is blue,

The clouds inspired,

Changes to be dark,

Ready to sweep,

And conquers so suddenly,

That birds in the air weep,

Hold on-----,

Man has a gun on his mouth,

With ear splitting sounds,

Praising the great 'One',

It is a war of  gods,

And watching from a distance,

I get lost in the battle.

Date:22.05.2002

THE WILDERNESS:

As the sun awakes,

So does my dreams,

Neither the heat,

Nor the light,

Backs me off,

May the sun shine,

For my eyes will not fail,

Like the everlasting sea,

Deep within I will trail,

And look right ahead,

Past the mountains and valleys,

So plain and bear,

The uncontrolled,

Terrorism, Politics, diseases, poverty,

We have alot of riches,

Can't you see?,

Talents, dreams, hopes,

All comes free,

Give strength to my soul,

Keep the tears away,

Let us pick our 'Pangas',

And cut the deep weed roots,

As the sun sets,

So should our minds,

Let us pray again and again,

For our people,

To uncover them,

From the wilderness of weeds.

Date:26.05.2002

A DISTANCE JUDGE:

The night is peeping,

He silently judges,

A distance away,

Watching all he can,

Peeping softly,

Between the rough branches,

The atmosphere is clear,

Allowing the puppies to jump,

Yet, time never waits,

And that is why he smiles,

Then suddenly,

As thick as smoke,

He is covered,

Sullen Silence,

Bitter cold,

Runs in suddenly,

We stop to Squawk,

Instead we wispher,

For the moon is sinking,

And the truth dawns,

We weed our farms,

Waiting patiently to rip our fruits of labour.

Date:14.07.2002

SPARE ME:

Spare me!,

My sister spare me,

That crocodile smile,

Spare me that envious look,

Spare me for I will laugh,

And not cry,

Spare me let me try,

To cope with the changes,

For a rat you are,

Spare me that consoling bite,

Spear me the Spear,

For I know the truth your hidding,

Spare me----,

The warm kisses and hugs,

Spare me the tug,

 For you cannot beat Judas!,

Spare me the agony,

Of watching you betray,

Spare me the agony,

Of watching you betray,

Spare me for you----,

Are enemy freind!,

Spare me the dust,

That is about to cover my eyes,

Spare me my friend,

Don't treat me like a toy,

Spare me you must,

Let me live in joy,

Spare me,

For like the young bride with pride,

I will go alone,

I will sing 'DIGENDA NZEKA'.

Date:22.07.2002

EDUCATION:

Life is Education,

We do things we aren't sure,

And say things we doubt,

But in the end we learn,

We think the unthinkable,

Thinking we are right,

Expirience being the master,

Wips our dirty 'asses',

When we feel so down,

And weep so loud,

Still we learn more,

At times we laugh,

Feeling like heroes,

At times we cry,

But that is how we learn,

We never stop to try,

You just don't know,

Your sleep might or not,

Make you rich or poor,

Your hands might be perfect,

At times it fails,

That is when we pray,

And continue to trail,

Because life is education.

Date:24.07.2002

YOU CAN REACH ME:

You can reach me by train,

You can reach me by plane,

All that matters is reaching me,

Not how you come,

Mountains and hills may come,

All that matters is your strenght,

To do things right,

And faith to keep you going,

It can take centuaries,

Bitter sweet expiriences,

But your lust will lead you,

Your eyes will see in the dark,

If you really want me,

It might take a miracle,

For you to know my world,

It matters not,

For you will reach me,

If only you can,

Be patient with me,

And allow reasons to fight seasons,

If only you can accept nature,

And yearn for Knowledge,

And not wealth,

You can reach me,

If only you know me,

Well enough to understand me.

Date:15.06.2002

A PROXY VOTE:

It's been a long time,

Of hard work and Labour,

With little pay and no say,

A new day has come,

We keep smiling,

And drooling like puppies,

Watching the soccer bonanza,

Contemplating the future 'chairman',

Whose success or failure,

Depends on wealth he shares,

The bona fide contract?,

I am an old doddering man,

With no education,

But I watch the game slow,

Wisely as the Pelican,

Not to stay hungry and angry,

Waiting to sink in a mire?,

But to enjoy the victory,

To breath the air of freedom,

To heal the Reopening wounds,

That ever lack roles,

To give warmth to the lonely,

To join the departed souls,

It is a scenario for the future,

I keep quite for long,

Maybe because I am Careless,

And have no hope in me,

But Hey!---

Woe to thee!,

My Brother the Great 'Chairman'

I care about the future,

The unborn flowers,

Our future generations.

Date:16.01.2002

FACE TO FACE WITH A WITCH

It was during a visit,

A visit to 'Afrika',

That I found strange things,

Monkies had evolved,

They slept not on trees,

But on high beds,

They wore no skin,

But fine clothes,

I was Suprised.

As though not enough,

I saw what seemed like a beach,

With soil white as snow,

And fun of all kinds,

Even deep into the oceans,

Black and white Monkies,

All with  straight minds,

I was a stranger,

In a strange world.

Was it a dream?,

That I had breakfast,

In a fat hotel,

Fat as my money?,

I was in for more.

One hot day as I swum,

In a cool pool,

Thinking of how foolish,

How foolish I had been,

I saw a Witch,

Her hair was long,

Her eyes were brown,

Brown as her smooth skin,

She seemed sixteen,

As she bent to clean her feet---,

Omg! Her curved hips-----,

It took me by suprise,

That she sensed and turned,

To catch me staring---,

I shamefully turned my face,

She truly was a witch,

I will never forget this visit to---,

Where monkies can stab,

And give one pain in his heart,

As soon as he admires,Sending their confusing spirits,

That makes him think of visiting again, to explore more.

Date:12.07.2002

IF ONLY I WAS MADE PERFECT:

If only I was made perfect,

I would smile a mile,

On my first day on earth,

I would choose the food,

The food of my own taste,

I would choose my family,

I would choose the day,

If only I was made perfect.

If he the 'GREAT ONE' ,

Would have made me perfect,

I would only see the good,

The good of my 'BROTHERS';

And not their weakness!,

I would not hunger,

For the forbidden friuts,

I would sit, relax and concentrate,

If only I was made Perfect.

I would not Love- hate,

As quick as Ants do,

I would only love forever,

If only I was made perfect,

I would feel others pains,

Everytime it rains,

But am not perfect

I accept it though,

Thats just how life is.

Date:02.05.2003

THE LAND OF LONELY SOULS:

It is in this land,

The land of lonely souls,

Where souls and minds are cold,

Irritating cold,

There is never warmth,

Not even a glimmer of hope,

When the sun shines bright!

The forests ---------,

Not even a word,

Only the cries of the BIG MONSTER,

That freezes the little life left,

It conquers with such a mighty,

Reflecting its instrument of tyranny,

Pouring tiny poisonous fumes,

Mocking the cold and lonely with cold steam,

Inside the MONSTERS,

There are emaciated beings,

Cold and lonely,

Tortured by diseases of the lonely,

Tightly rooted to their seats,

Even then there is never warmth,

For as they seat there thinking of nothing,

Pretending not to shake when HE trembles,

They fail to realise,

That shutting their mouths,

Like their windows at cold winters,

Will never solve a thing,

Their own choice of lifestyle,

Their own slavery,

Slaves of this lonely land,

Land of lonely souls,

Where cars run away from each other,

Along the cold, lonely, long highways,

That takes the lonely to lonely homes,

With pets named 'harry',

And pots named 'potter',

But, in this LAND,

I hopefully hope for a MAN,

A MAN I will teach not to be lonely,

Or maybe I will just leave---------,

The lonely to the lonely,

In the land of the lonely.               

Date:17.01.2003

THE MAN OF MY CLASS:

The Man of my class,

Is non like on earth,

He is smart but not too smart,

The Man of my class,

He is just the perfect suit,

With His hands created without doubt,

This Man of my class,

Is everything a real man is,

His voice awakens roses!,

And his eyes cries me a river!,

He is  ignorant,

But not too ignorant,

This man of my class,

Is Jealousy real Jealousy,

The man of my class,

He treats me like a Queen,

Even on our bed of leaves,

He gives me hope,

Even on my last breath,

He tries too hard,

Even when headachs and heartachs he gets,

The man of my class,

He is ill when am ill,

This man of my dreams,

Where can I find him?.

Date:05.02.2009                   

OOH LOVE SWEET LOVE!:

Ooh love sweet love,

Without you,

No heros would be born,

No history would be made,

Soldiers would not come back home,

Love------,

Would I be desperate for you if,

You  weren't lovely?,

Would I sacrifice so much----?,

Insearch for you-----?,

If you weren't worthy?,

Ooh love sweet love,

Don't sleep away from my fingers,

For when you are gone,

Hope is gone,

And without hope,

There is no Strenght,

Without strenght,

There is no fighting for love,

The moment we stop, we are lost,

Love help me find my way,

Far ahead the dark tunnel,

Ooh love sweet love,

Heal every soul,

Bring hope to the world,

Let the world shine,

And think of nothing but love.

INTRODUCTION:

Back in my chidhood I used to wonder what life was all about. I used to wonder whether the memories of the wonderful times I had will ever vanish. Each new day had a suprise for me and I loved to stare up on the blue skies wondering what kind of world was up there.there were questions I had answers and there where questions I hoped I will get their answers or I believed had no answers.

When I grew into a teenager that is when I saw the reality and searched for answers to hidden questions.I saw the pains I had passed through, the  lost voice of reason that was carried away by monsters, lonelyness, torture both physical, spiritual, psychological and mental.

How I wish I could have a helper. For those memories scares me until today.I was strong enough that, even God knows.I can only prove to the world by telling them my life story for I know there are many others like me who still live in fear of facing reality.

THANKFULL NOTE.

Am thankful for my familly, friends and enemies in my life. Am thankful for my teachers and especially my litreture Teacher who introduced me to the world of poetry where I lernt how to express myself and to take away my inner anger and pain that made me a Conquerer. I thank God for bringing me this far and the expriences in my life both good and bad. Am very thankful for my son Elias who has been there for me always both in good and bad times. Am also thankful for his Dad and step mother who  not only love him but have taught him to be kind and loving to others too.

Tittle:  Olnyorra

Maasai word for love.

Love for me means breaking barriers and the special bond that binds families together, peace, equality , unity,helping one another and respect for one another and our surroundings.

                           

I leave you with one question what is love for you ?