Happy Birthday Neel

From the highest mountains
To the bottom of the deepest seas
Stars and angles of love
Are singing Happy birthday Granny.

A million greetings are flying
past thousand boundaries
Just to share the pearl of your life
and  affirm how blessed you are
More how treasured you remain
In the hearts of the ever caring family

64 is more than a number
But an archive of your prosperity
And a conqueror indeed.

as you blow the million candles of love
The Virgin flowers of your happiness
Are blooming rose-red
and tenderly as you are
Remember no hurricane can bury our love
For you. No tornado can a wash away our care.

and in the new beginning  of Life
May you find exceedingly abundant
Favors and blessings  from Our Father
and Further be anchored By bonds of family unity.
For your daughters, sons, Husbands Grandchildren and in laws
All celebrate you.
Happy Birthday Mama.

And from the soils of Africa
Am belated at your new dawn
Kenya proudly sings "Hakuna Matata"
As I stare to the naked skies
And beautiful shining stars
All congratulating you.
You are highly honored
And may you live to  see your great-grandchildren
The fruits of your gene.

Happy Birthday Neels 

Best Dad

Days have turned years now
Daddy you remain so dear
And I can confirm this
more than a million times
And on top of all towers
for your care is so amazing
and your love has remained everlasting

Dad you are the pillar of wisdom
Backbone of my success
and each passing day
Blessings, Lords favor and success
Is all I Pray from God.
To protect you
and provide you more wisdom
Multiply your efforts
as well magnify your generations

Dad you are the best thing
that ever happened In our lives
And Mama know this best
That we are safe In your hands
Dad don't you ever worry
No matter what happens in your life
For we will always be there dad
To support you each passing day
and comfort you, in any situations of Life

Dad as Mama sleeps in the coaches of eternal peace
Her angels of care, protection and love
Are always watching over us
Giving us tender care...
my dear brother and I will always be there
Forever and ever.. your dearest  Sons.

Daddies New Baby.

Enough with the sweet words
Aroma that feeds mind and soul
with appetite of possibilities
Dreams that have overstayed
In the cobwebs of slums.

Binding lies of inconsistencies
Hoping for heavens to fall
and what happens is guerilla hurricanes
Of my haunted feeling
waiting forever for a niggahs grow
and crow.

We can't eat money... feed my honey
I need a gentleman.. not hotdogs
with only bed power minus brain power
Amass wealth I wait
in absence of humility
For no hope no cope

A flower needs water
For more bloom to boom
so leave the room
of confusion mantra
Grow balls and plough your garden

Baby baby.. I wanna be your dad's
Baby.. To show you how real men roll
Don't call me at all.. Until you grow tall
in  your budgets and gadgets
A burger of power.

Chase that choice

Money, no money
Life Must roll,
Lick and Lick the balls of Hustle
Muscle up the lollipop of sweat
and dung the charity of you efforts

Get Mad with Monday
As weekend knocks cuddle the pains
With Hope and new dawn
of realities. Don't give a fuck
with their nasties
Niceties of Success await

Mind your business
As you slash your weaknesses
Bellies of indecency
will seduce your idleness
Starving them with pot-bellies
Of impossibilities
courtesy of unwanted indulgence

Flow up the rough row
Blow up the damn blow
Sore the futile of sow
And don't fail to dhow
The claws of slow
stroke the poke of hawk

#LightAFire

Burn... Burn them all
Stockpiles of inhumanity
For they Lack soul
To spare the wild-soul
For they burnt the bans
And still went ahead
To kill and steal their life's

Worth a living, Is more than a word
For Its their daily prayer, when dawn breaks.
And as they lie to sleep..
they pray to be protected
from the devil eyes of the enemy
For their right of existence
Is dictated by the witty of the monster
God Our Master  Grant wild a Chance

They wanna dance
To the shakes of their ornaments
That cost a life of a bull... Elephants
60yrs of existence .. Is this a joke?
And they  all smile, as their bank accounts swell
with evil Ill money..
Trading to finality
the natural beauty of Africa.
Bombing true ornaments of the jungle
Elephants, the Masters of coexistence

They manipulate the systems
to feed the hungry Asian markets
For cultural gratification...
But don't you realize they are
worth more than just trophies?

As you kill at will...
Remember you kill African economies
As Shoot to kill.. More harm is real
As you smile to the Successful captures
Kenya bleeds the pains of loss
As you celebrate to the booming businesses
Kenya is sinking in multiple losses
Of diversity and morality

You have advanced technologies
to match the enhanced efforts
But remember we won't relent
We will fight to the last blood drop
To ensure all are safe
In their natural ecosystems
As we preserve them for future generations
To enjoy the beauty of our efforts and nature.

Mama Am Sorry

mama am sorry to fail you
I promised to be good
But the scripture that life provided
Goodness was so virtuous
It was a painful choice
but rather  a liberating one

I scribble this... with red eyes
I know you curse my actions
Too bad I got no reverse gear
For neither your life is a success story
Am too handcuffed to say beyond this
But I won't stop baffling why?
He  still chose to batter you all night
And went ahead to stick..
Stick with this sweet-Daddy
Who could pin and pin more
His co-wifes on your watch
and  as rough pain of moans hyped
You were forced In the wagon of threesome
Mama I know you choose to swallow
the plain pains of masculinity
Glad you had the grace to still hold on.

Mama, they never spared me though Since I knew this sweet Sin
They have shared and shared
my golden sausage like gifts
With countless females...
that I hate why and still ask what
Can tame this men's infidelity.

Mama love was so crude then and absent
Till I met my lost she-rib
That flaunt my heart with happiness and joy
Always and always...
Her kisses tell the bitter truth of men
as well my caresses flush my bitterness
Of those lousy hands that maneuvered
Into my personal secrecy with betrayal
And trotted merciless to Jerk satisfaction

Mama,  My love knows best, what men can do
what they are able plus the malice they use
I love her genius proceeds
am sorry I gonna by her

Expensively Cheap

The flames of fame
have been so hot
on spot that I spit
this bitter shit
to clear the shoddy scam
that cover up my sham
every time I am on a cam
Come on this indecent cum

Publicity matches perfectly a disease
that I a cant decease to insist
has tainted my livelihood
more celebrity mayhem
and paparazzi craze
I no longer enjoy me
doing me or living me
a community sign board
is the rand they brand

A documentary life is the fuss
lamentations mounting on my thoughts
no shorts no slots
of freedom and free will

my marriage is always on check
movements all monitored
every step daily doctored
I hate fame I hate the fuss

I need Me back,  simple and low
living normal life...
free to choice and opinions
I don't have to be in make ups
anymore.. I don't have to be on magazines
I don't wanna any endorsements
Can someone please let me be
Shower space and freedom
Wisdom of celebrity
for more rumors roam my life
more life and juicy crap
they wanna taint my name
to earn cash clash on their banks
But I need me...  Simple like air
free like I never
walked in the publicity scenes

Made for me. Lemonade

My pillows are now soaking
I cannot believe am stuck in this
3am and still waiting
No call no response.. Nothing
Am impatiently scared of safety
is everything okay with me or us?
deafening frying silence is mutilating my peace, love and care
betrayal is the hogwash in my dead Sea

am I enough for him
then tonight he must get the best
Love nuts from my secret vineyard
For I wanna feed his starving desires
To saturation that he never imagines
Anything that has equally what I possess
Can't allow anyone else quench his appetite
For if love is suicide then I am loving carcass
Died the first day I Went down drowning
In his sweetened Love romantica

In the end... He still does what dogs enjoy best
Jungle master... Slashing in all wetlands
poking his shovel for a pie anytime
feeling wasted is all I lament most
My swamp was made for him
Am Dump, can't imagine I ignored
His slow silence and diminishing comments
Of how he ever enjoys
My madness... as he used to
when we tried all the bend over on the ocean cliffs
memories that traumatized my existence
But the fact that I can't let go
Yes he has his binoculars on a fresh prey
Slaps with demonic facts
Am no more his favorite
Carte Blanche My foot.

This trues reality is no more a secret
what more than a pu**y does a man need
He dumps you and fuck another
yet still has an open cheque to wank
on my best friends pu**y lips muscle As the enjoy the sacred yoghurt for my health
Am damn dead. In denial and trial
Vengeance and lessons is all I wanna commit
To let them understand...  how it felt
To be treated lesser... more as an option
But too am in a mix... am jealously INTO him
Made for me... ONLY ME.

Darling Devil

I know you are selfish
I will treat you kindly
I know you are cruel
I will handle you with care
I know you are rude
but bro, my love will add in millions
I know you don't care about the rest
in turn I will pat your shoulders with smiles
I know you are arrogant
as well I will cushion our friendship with love
many hate your indecency
but I will embrace your mistakes
everyone curses your existence
don't worry I will shower you with joy
Every city talks Ill about you
And once more I will be the remaining pillar to hold you.

7.57AM.........!!!

waiting... waiting
is the longest time we all suffer
the derailed patience and panic
that release traumatic acid
the Success failure transition
But that wait.... Is expensively painful

The stomach crumbles in feign
the mind shutters in complexities
and the thought of the unknown
leaves us begging in wishes
and as we strain to beat the deadlines
Times scares hell outer finite

And in every passing second
the brain shivers in tense
and fingers fell wet in despair

That situation and that moments
punishable by unfitness
squanders all our hope and renders us vulnerable
That Wait... is the deepest breath of life

Till we meet Again... Kalekye.

All the good and crazy moments
All the pure Smiles and joy
All GONE!!!
Cruel is more than a Word
Especially when a loss, is end of life
shutting all the great memories
That we ever shared Dearest

No goodbyes, no alerts
And Just Like That!!!  Just Like that!!!
You bid us farewell...
I wish I could rewind time,
To enjoy More and watch over you
As angel roll down from Heaven
And up, Carry you in a chariot
And will be singing "it's well with my soul"

We now choose to celebrate your life
The best fond memories and time we Had
For Our Gracious Lord is ever Faithful
and His time is always the Best
Princess, as our cheeks flood in tears
we are happy with all the amazing times
That we graciously shared together
and as you rest in Eternal Peace
Your care, love, joy and kindness remains.

Your warm touch is irreplaceable
For a caring Mother was she
a sister, brethren plus a daughter
To a lovely family parents still remain as we content with the smooth
and soothing care and boldness you shared.

Sweetheart,  Your presence was an all time gold
your joy and love all universal
Too bad now I feel the numbing silence
with more memories than answers left
it's so freaking I can't sum up your life
In books or episodes
For darling I miss everything from you already.
weeks yet seems years
Till we meet  again
For our Lord God Almighty
Loved you extraordinary.

"Kalekye lives on, in our hearts and life's"

On On

My love beach
No bitch can underestimate
Equality  at neutrality
Ooh gracious all at one level

So sweet, no class no plus
All naked for the bitter salt waters
No flatter no hierarchy
All beauty at display
Boss and the messenger all dancing same tunes.

As the waves go higher 
we dump our odd memories
waive our differences and embrace togetherness
hug the lovely diversity... smooth our existence.

Freak the slit

I watched as your ass made the turn taking
I was present when what your Mama gave you confused men
I was very on, when your twerk Jerked all men
I was so on, when you horniness made men stammer
I was awake when you made the tactical catwalk
I witnessed, when your boss couldn't accommodate your sexiness
I was so awake when all men salivated at your slit rocks.

and as u bubbled his Mr Victor
It was so evident u were dripping
as the last drops of his milky shakes dropped
in moans that's all you rocked
as you went down and slowly low
every stake your neck was appalling
and when you shove that smear
in shakes the world was all in tremors
and we baked the cakes of love
the aroma galore was intensely curated 

Bloody Gene

I got headaches
I suffered migraines
I committed abortion
All along as I suffered
Just imagine

As the day chocked my vision
All along castrating my hopes
Pity rusted my passion
As hard rides flooded my soul
Just imagine

As I lay comfortable in my dream coaches
Traversing oceans of riches and wealth
Enjoying the sunbath of the Florida beaches
I succumbed to the accidents of reality
Just imagine

And  here I sat scratching the itch
With plain pains of just imagine
The dreams so sweet than cream
Miscarriage mission active
Now the loss that I can't Imagine

A Day in Heaven

I have done more harm than good
I witnessed  the first drop off her hymen
In their first Intercourse over honeymoon
As I secured  family men under the caves of side chick
I am all aware of your nude! 
My name is Mr Lodge

Am the Devils workshop
Where I tighten and break simultaneously
But am heaven send for all fishy deals
As I hide and deleted the evidence always
All along sipping juiciness in my hotel jacuzzi

After our the last get together
Am so pleased for the games you had in my showers
As you kiddishly sprinkled love aroma everywhere
And retired in sexy romantic moans
And in the morning! I locked all the secrets

It's here where my boss gave in to my floss
As I tossed her she surrendered to the loss
Made me prince of her territories
All along panting to the shakes of the shackles
And I remained loyal!  To all my royals

Next time get easy
Don't bang my doors as you loosen your belts
Please dearest don't hang on my walls 
Keep off my floors
Before you cry to my laws
As I give full reports  and evidence :through the lens of Lodges.

Stars burning in the Bars

Success without appreciation
Prosperity without gratification
Wealth without satisfaction
As the hurt crumble in pair
As I retire in the deafening caves of my mansion

Fame a sulphurous flame
Corrosive and bitterly eating
My soul into total rejection
That am never happy about my life
For am the iconic shadows of personality

Happiness is below zero degrees
Freezing the miasma of public gratification
At the same time exfoliating my health riches

My partner is Mr alcohol
Am feeble for dating his allures
That have worsened my relation
With persona and fan base
For a living skeleton in my truest
With no share of success in self
But an advert for the gigantic population

They think am satisfied
The hope am the happiest
They imagine am the dopest
They wish to follow soot
But remember  celebrity is curse
A liability to self actualization
And a debt to life assurance

Lonely, useless,  with more material than moral
Moron sycophancy at climax
Useless praises in the desert of livelihood
And as I retire I regret being so  publicly famous 
But so lonely and orphaned internally