my country my life my responsibility

                     peace please 
                please lets embrace
                       the bees 
               make then honey seas
                sweat is sweet
                bitter is litter 
                clear the backbiters
                 master will rejoice   
                 in voice of his choice
               not noise its the invoice


from west to east 
yeast is feast 
beasts crowned best
and sets of jets
invades the majesty
no peace ,even please 
has no plus 


seasonal protests 
now manifest
neglects and rejects
none respects 
solutions all diluted
positive campaign
bargains reigns

they dine in malice
all fine in furnace
they ridicule 
criticize yet don't practice
product of their mouthpack
mark-timing they all stagnate 

                                                                                                                                   words inverted 
                                                                                                                              turns sword
                                                                                                                          cold and bold 
                                                                                                                    war scold  and 
                                                                                                                unfolds the fury
                                                                                                           bloods tickles 
                                                                                                      leaders hibernate 
                                                                                                 poor pour their anger
                                                                                           hunger slums like danger
                                                                                      
spinsters cries assistant
minister administer 
when winter is over 
they fume in loam 
blame game crosses-over
after  passover
promulgation amalgamates


                                                                    its a battle-rattle 
                                                            before fatal --unity is vital
 
                                                   my country my life my responsibility


 

"HAKUNA MATATA"@Kenya

Rivers are singing  the soft hit
trees whistling the traditional lyrics
monkeys ,squirrels all dancing to the tunes
Kakamega butterflies bonding the harmony
shaking their bums in peace
their coloration symbolic of the 42 tribes
joyful n working hard to the glory of nation
Kit-Mikai crying the sweet reunion
Maras wildebeest swimming in the wonder
the flamingos blessing the nation
"Kaya warriors to Moran warriors"
all protecting the countries species
from far Mt.Kenya,Mt.Elgon n  Kilimanjaro
all spying on our rivals n intruders
guarding our borders
we are safe ..our forest n rivers n lakes
all rejoice in affirmation
   

Homa-bay to Kilifi
beauty not exaggerated
through the walk of life
deep-down the Rift valley escarpments
interiorly to the flourishing monuments
ascending ,,here comes Nairobi
tropical hub of humanity
sanity and unity mounted in all slums
Kibra ,Shaababs and all Livy suburbs
toiling daily
to fulfill the law of nature
"survival for the fittest"
mans' bread winning responsibility
spirally to the home of conventions:KICC
laterally to Nairobi National Park
through the lying idols ,ghost n spirits
in Langata ..of our own blood
the cemetery sending a warning
our time is fast ticking

conclusion ...travel Kenya
terrorism ,all castrated
hospitality daily demonstrated
from island of Mombasa
to the barrel land of Turkana
boasting of motherland
nature and wildlife a basic gift
culturally relevant
Masai and Samburu testify
And above all 42-tribes
all wired by one fiber
"DEMOCRACY  and FREEDOM"

hanging love

i wanted to leave, this contract
20 months ago, a cataract spiky
like cactus
am lucky to have survived
the harsh rashes
blushes and flushes
but no more

tied and untied our difference
ate candies at otis
only to ment harmony
but hate is fast fuming
diffusing like bushfires
a first blow ,hate speech growing sweet
the ferment eating like corrosive acid
their stories a bombing misunderstanding
our  MOU now in ICU
its wings all dented
the bites of the current reality
love love love...love maturity
not a guaranteed eternity
unsafe loan
lacking spatial security


our dreams ,all crumbled
our hope all crippled
our togetherness ,insults doubled
am sorry, worst phrase
i dont care, my nuclear explosive
to survive your sediments
coagulated and stinking
am not interester any more
just go !just GO!
you are sour ....ohh leave me "sawa"
"sawasawa..."

murmurs in the village

the scorching Sun, was blurred for hours
all its horns ,sterilized 
the chilliness of atmosphere ,corroding our skins
heavy frozen dew, settling deeper our goose-bums
quaky thunder roar,plagued our souls
from a distance ,angry lightning struck
an heavy black mammoth cumul0-nimbus,
scattered n shuttered  the village
came down smashing and crashing 
earths scenic beauty ,causing strange sores 
washed all the streets ,the bleedy rivers sung along

 
fallen hero ,we mourn
his deeds ,all gods acknowledge
humility ,no standard measure to score...
endurance ,no perfect pillar replacement
truth be said ,none qualifies 
all the villagers  speech
praised his premature existence
a short journey, yet matches a millennia
birds wailing,wind whirling 
dog hungrily panting 
trees swinging, mountains all frozen
saluting and cursing the untimely folly


his words spoke life
oozed honey,spicy n sweetened
soothing even the majesty
made the wild  eavesdrop
young to aged ,they blessed n graced 
the son of the village ,who fought tirelessly
yet remained outstanding
no fallacy ,,simply classy...

our cheeks are dry 
the springs are fatally messed
eyes all red ..
but this is not the end ...
bye bye for now ...our guardian angel
protect our people let your spirits 
guide our ways

 

 
 

 



 

addicted

I settle the verdict
am addicted
an addition
to the obvious prediction
this is my perfect medication
FOOTBALL :my dearest bridegroom
I can defend him in all court rooms


Barcelona tiki -taka
Van Persie flying headers 
golden hands of  Nueur
that stops all shots
without shouts
the Germany machines
all brilliant and lethal
am addicted ...
even more to Samba Boys


FAME is to also to blame
celebrity a daily entity
that claims my soul
fashion to music
travel and sports
am addicted
the hymns of Chicago blues
all tramming my Oblangata
Jamaican dancehall  rhythmn
all raping my personality
Don moen to Uhuru 
Afro-fusion,Kikwetu n Dumbala
yes am addicted

POWER and POLITICS
a stand alone majesty
Putin to Mugabe
you must admit; addiction
heroic Abraham to Mandela
you must salute
equity and living for humanity
they were addicted
MAHATMA to LUTHER KING JNR.
their message a vivid chorus
a spotlight that sparks addiction
ooooh once more i am addicted
 
 

The biG Question?

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my brain is plain

why? why?


brain drain...
you stole my favorite uncle

why? why?

crime refuted my cousin


ooh why???

prostitution 
she is now blackmailing my daughter....

why? why?

politics slaughtered my grandmother
world war 2 relocated my origin

why?  why?

great grandfather  
colonization roasted 
his existence ...

why? why? why?

am a street child
basic needs are out of my world 

why? why?

my mother and father 
the earthquake buried them alive 

why? why?

do i have to be living 
cold eating my skin all night 
my genetic make up all rejected
am I a virus to natural selection  

 
so WHY?
please TELL ME whY?
why are you so cruel to me...?

GOD why only me???? 

i have no home
no neighbor except poverty
no niche except  filthy dump-sites
please take me to you eternal ecosystem
or more valuable overturn my turn table


A MOMENT OF SILENCE 

TATA MADIBA

Tata Madiba

our African Grandfather 
96 we celebrate
white or black we congregate
reflect n concentrate
social racism  frustrates
and we penetrate
your core values all concrete
creme DE la creme no fluctuate...


although your are gone
Africa still bleeds 
no efficient basic needs
social status bridge ..the largest ridge
corruption has polluted
colluded with his step-brother  nepotism
and crushed the moral ethics 


more elephants are hunted 
rhino are not spared ...
but non is haunted
their freedom 
is scarce n random
the worst python


no one values service to humanity
they remain stingy n lack humility
sustainability, a forgotten norm
fornication the current storm 
equality no more guaranteed 
discrimination is all over the nations
 
change change ...action
.justice not practiced
malice  WITH no hospice
imagine ,,,democracy
still has crazy bureacracies
and no mercies....

YOU Got 67 Minutes'''
what are you doing???? 

remember
"Education is the most Powerful
weapon you can  Change the WORLD"

Its all in your hands 
create that brand

the mysterious #kiss

From a distance
her smile gave me a call.
her cleavage justified 
her squash sweetness... 
toned with a dance move,
i had no otherwise. 
Starring blindly like a ZUZU
n her finger gave an invite 
seduced mechanically by her lip bit..
she rotated 
just to confirm to me 
she was abundantly blessed
with Bonga points.. 
her chocolate beacon skin tonation
lured me completely into her
dashboard  dented 
n detoxified n 
a bar string of her gold kanchiri 
gave a karibu

A sexy hug... 
a was wrapped 
n entangled in an explicit chain.. 
all my hormones freezing 
obeying the mistress... 
her contact gave 
my Mr victor a humble wake up call... 
she pressed hard to enslave him more  
her smile gave a go ahead.. 
a slight peck n she went aside. 
Mark timing victor 
wishing he emerges victorious 
her night dress 
exposing all the vine yards
n she allowed it to freely fall 
n let the waves take care 
of the current breezes n 
squirting held Vic

Ordering sequentially 
Mr Vic saluted. 
obediently''Oh a sweet kiss 
n she BJ him 
dip down the shaft 
the tip sleeker as 100m 
n he was ready for job. 
Mrs Victoria's was dripping 
but never imagined
to open the gate's 
to his first love Mr Vic 
but her yearning was overwhelmingly high 
so she flagged him off in his first contract 
he had his strictest job 
of penetrating Mrs Victoria's 
who by now was in tears of pain.
blood flowed  n she asked 4 more

their love was in a blow n it all sow ...



@karibu =welcome
@kanchiri=bra
@zuzu =damp person
@bonga=talk

chocolate thighs

(gent)

 
HAHAH i go blank
only to remain frank
i want to drown you l.
in ambiance of pure love
a free flow of gigantic
momentum to free 
n freeze ya tension point
in a mash up of a yogoyoga kiss
smoothest n well spiced 
to leave u in a prank. 
a tickle down ya spine 
down to ya hot well 
scented hot pants... 
a pie in2 ya breast
shock absorbers  
a carress
 just to affirm their firmness. 
hahaha hulala 
up ya cheeks 
a peck
a beacon flavord kiss 
in2  deep Honeywell
of ya soul. 










 (lady)

As your lips 
trace circles 
my breast heave 
with momentum...
nipples touching the sky. 
As your tongue
interview them silently 
n my thought flies... 
your caresses 
get stronger 
n as u move down 
i anticipate your move 
your lick gets softa 
n the tease makes 
my head swing.... 
u settle there... 
yea.. n my legs get wide open... 
an engineer goes mining..
as ya tongue slides inside  ... 
a slight moan 
give a unique blues... 
mmmm sweet.. 
your tickling n ticking... hah aha

My wetness tells a story 
I squarely feel the master tool 
just to congratulate him... 
ooh.. i succumb to his request... 
I show him the way... 
Mr Victor sliding slowly.. 
like a genius... 
my legs twitching n shaking... 
my breath harder... 
a sweet cum.  . My body tenses  . 
Yearning n reaching 4 the final goal  ... 
my hip rises up to meet u fully... 
sweet whisphers give it to me... 
i climax n lose control  n i 
lock my legs deeper 
to get a max.. orgasm.... 

my thINk taNK ***2nd LoVE

My mother, my first girlfriend
my phone ,my other ghost
an angel who kills the silence
and surpasses the ambulance
noises and nuisance at times of war
my claws ,shows the floor
the door i knock slows

Maslows assures its 3rd
in her law
so its a perfect companion
in class i Google
mobile and motile
my network and wifi
all my bundles


the data that i cant alter
even when its shorter
or living in my altar
i crush the stupidity in mortar
n a quarter i slaughter
jokes and fun it sorts her
i watch movies 4 musics trum
my ear drums but i still cram
the lyrical program
weigh it in grams
ooh my diaphragm..

my phone
my smartphone
my gadget
cant spare my wallet
crazy strive
its my think tank
my hangout
my shout out....
and now i poke you
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