Tuesday, April 18, 2017

My football Break-up

I loved football so much
Until i found out my fanaticism
Was almost giving me heart attack
I loved football so much
Until my team started losing games in a row
I could sacrifice my sleep
Until i realized this was business as usual
I loved football  so much
Until i found out I was the asshole
I loved football so much
Until i realized I am so jealous
I loved football so much
Until i realized my Arsenal was short of shots
Image result for Arsenal downfallI loved football so much
Until i realized it almost took my life away
I loved football so much

Until I realized i couldn't control my Emotions

I loved football so much
Until I realized i was losing my  family
I loved football so much
Until i realized its all competition
I loved football so much
Until betting became my daily life
I loved football so much
Until It became a gaming for the bank a/c
I am a winner and cant settle for less
I am made for victory not positions
Its business to them.

I have divorced footbal
I got a sidechick ,mrs Sportpesa
Because i am not faithful anylonger
I am a jealous creature
Arsenal doesnt Satisfy no more 
And i am so Horny and need Real Shots
I cant wait any longer
10 plus years
Blank shots
Wasted energies
Na siwezi ficha

©GKatolo 2017 .....@Thank you

Tales of My Life

6 Am and its chilling crazy
My bone knuckles wailing after every hop
Googebums competiting for space and size
my Stomach arch revealing the turmoil of my intestines
With my Ribs all conveying the beauty of a grevy zebra
Tales of my life ..A day in poverty


Our perforated mud house
Giving hope with every passing star
And as my stomach thunder competes with the storm
Shivers grope my chin
And vibrations reveal my stuffy dental formulae
Tales of my life .. A day in poverty


I had hope; in the Dark clouds
But my tears couldn't help it
Sunken like a pit latrine
I deserved mercy not pity
And as I sit; Angels give me a chance to life
As life school me to the rock bottom of absurd poverty
Tales of my life ..  A day in Poverty

I have cursed existence more than i ever prayed
I have blamed ever living from Day 3
I have dined with the cruelty of life all my life
I have wished death every heart beat of my life
I have watched and suffered pains 24/7 365 days
All I hope this scorching season may end
Tales of my life .. A day in poverty

1 micro-meal in every 4 days
Dirty water  flirts with my system twice a week
Am a graduate PHD in Filthy hard life
And School is what hope has offered
Clothing me with a hard liner and a persevering soul
They lie with our situation to add bank accounts
As life robs us the beauty of existence
Tales of my life .. A day in poverty.




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©GKatolo 2017 .....@Thank you

Monday, April 17, 2017

The Joy of Joy-Kim

Image may contain: 2 people, people smiling, people standing, outdoor and nature3 years...
Of love,
Of tears.
Of anxiety.                        
Of learning...
The experience of first hand motherhood.
Books and babies...
Nannies and daycare's..
Skiving that class to rush back home..
Not to mention hospital visits.
It's never easy. Balancing the two..
Life as a student mother..

But it was for the Best..
You the Best thing that happened in my life.
Had a paradigm shift..
Some things lost value..
People walking out of our lives..
Knowing who's real and who's fake..
Now to you my daughter.
I wish you life's finest...
God be your number one always.

Do good expecting nothing in return..
Wisdom and knowledge be your portion..
May your cup overflow..
And now school is beckoning.
The shoes uniform bag you Ever ask for..
You donning them soon..
Can't wait for that moment ..
First day in school..
Making me a parent to a school going kid.
Hallelujah moment..
Baraka always..
Mapenzi tele Mwanaa.

©GKatolo 2017 ...@Thank you

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Brain Robots

My dreams swum deeper 
Like a rippled tsunami 
it high-fived all the continent lips
Kissing all the shores with the thunder
Reality to the power of Education
And fearless i grew 
Boldness embraced my mission deeper
And the passion of consistency
Became my presidency

I was blue and my skies parachuted
I traveled the world in milliseconds
With message massaging every code of life
I wondered why black
Questioned why light-skinned
more flattered by blue eyes
And more whys 
Uniqueness tramming diversity 
And my worry was sorted
Every thought well escorted

I wished to surrender
But realized i am sun
More darkness for their is no
Boundary i cant cross
NO problem I cant weather 
And Whatever ...soon will be over
Over my mind and a past indeed
Your Deeds Preserve 


©GKatolo 2017 .....@Thank you

Pile of pain

It was him, her and them,
As we sung the goodbye Melodies
With tears flooding our cheeks
As worry and pain chocked our souls 
It was the last time ...last time


LAST TIME
Pile of pain

Science with no conscience

Image result for syria gas attack
PIC: Courtesy of Google.
Lifeless they laid
Innocent with more tears
Their lungs choking to the gasp
No Oxygen; No savior
Claw of no mercy
The pains of war
The Greed of power
With Weed character at the helm
Every week growing weak
Every decision more sick.
Humanity growing carnival
More talks more stocks
more shocks mere pokes


Science must have conscience
Humanity must have compassion
And what we take for granted;
Is the mistake at stake
Gift of life
Peace of coexistence
And more I remain Very disturbed


What wrong did we do ?
Was our existence the greatest mistake?
Where do we run  to ?
Who will save this mess?

More worries growing 
More sorrow glowing
As we watch ...
Deprivation of Existence 
Elimination there mission

And the Gas.. gassed out my breath
I wailed ... i ran... but it couldn't stop chocking
I hated life 
I regretted ever existing
But i am thankful.
In my Death sleep 
I worry for the living and future generations
I never wish to be back to the cruel world
I am at peace at last 
More with curse to the perpetrators 
In my grave I crave for the blood 
Of the ruthless; 
Enemy to humanity.



©GKatolo 2017 .....@Thank you

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

A day in TSAVO


It was vulgar how we met

Flipping Stern warning 
I was so stressed
Harsh Path patch
I imagined the hogwash
Wrong or right...
I never knew what was right
Left or right 
I had no options
And an apology did the wonders

Days got tougher
and my focus got sharper
I  realized I was  overstepping
And my normal course 
Had abnormal causes
I wished I could shout louder 
but my mind shuttered deeper

I was disturbed 
I had no hope 
and the world came crushing 
All My efforts and support
The context and content was unrealistic
I was so wrong
I was so confused...
But this is hustle
for everything has been asshole...
And i couldn't  maintain the buzz
facts that Life gave me  no apologies
For i am already living 
Survival kept a secret for the fittest 
Humbleness remains my nourishment


©GKatolo 2017 .....@Thank you

No limits

Her .. Bold than a Tower
Stronger than a tsunami
Gracious and humbled like a dove
and in her meekness shouts her uniqueness
Her smile sparks a confirmation
Her words  gives hope
And when she pens
You are well assure
A deal is a real wheel

Life with no limits
©GKatolo 2017 .....@Thank you

My Love,

My Love, I know that life can be tough, And bring you down when things get rough. But I want you to know, my dear, That you are strong and y...