Saturday, May 21, 2016

Failed Miscarriage

Mothers go through a lot
Wondering why they even gave a shot
Short off thinking
Bending down and Sustaining that pain
That brought forth morning sickness
Vomits and first suicidal thoughts
To keep or abort, the failure of their choices
And hard they stick there
With answers untold and more dimness to clear
Nine months down
They receive the tough test
Bring life to life
Most strenuous option of her life
Months down the line
The creature grows like an inflated balloon
And soon school becomes stool
Lack of wisdom dominates
And cases come rapping
In cells and juvenile custody life begins
Mama is left wondering
Was  all that pleasure this useless?
Was all that toil so cursing?
Weed, hard liquor and rum
Turns breakfast, lunch and supper
Mama in despair cries out loud
Am losing touch with my own
Stray is her definition
Spreading legs apart for any visitors
And every son of the village know how she tastes
She is the savior of Men dry spell
I wish I bore a bread.. to feed my belly
And what was that again
My ova was a loss... overrated
The latest Mwendawazimu is my son
The mad prostitute is her daughter
And too the dead robber is her first borne
Mama wonders Katuku is the best doctor
And all along Halima is the chief pilot
Davis the president yet him, her and them are rotting
Wonders more how her well is confused
Brings good... yet they choose bad all the same...
Bad blood, good gene bad choice, poor parenting
Am sorry the Mama is also a product of failed Miscarriage.

Friday, May 20, 2016

Grand Toss

My name is liquor... that shit
that made your father stagger
I got your Grand peeing on himself
As your Mama being rescued from naked Sexiness

I have made your uncles get thorough beating
And your aunties lose their minds
I also made a genius, your great grand
He knows the right  portions of making me

2 Teeth are no longer
as well her Virginity is up for grabs
Love and hate Is in equal measure
And too I am made for different classes
And the more glasses the more the pluses

Your pastor and chiefs demonize me
Yet my rules are so clear
But you too got no ears
And with no right years
you already the master oh yeah

As you freak out in the tempo
And dance to the limbo
Tell your dad am sad
He was a silly nerd
That's why he locks you out

Am the obvious guest in all parties
I am transported in cans and tonnes
In their stomachs I sing Hallelujah
And in get together I tease your bosses for you
Am the rhyme master for your boyfriend too

Some are reading thing in the ecstasy of my greatness
and a family too I breaking up for me
To take over the thrill of an awesome companion
That I witnessed from Nothing to Ring.

I took away your  brother
For he never obeys anyone
Drink and drive is threatening life
Blame your choice not content
If you don't take care,  streets will host you tonight

Thursday, May 19, 2016

situmiki

Unanilobby Nikupe kura
Uendelee kula... Zile doo mnanitax kwa basics
Nikuajiri uzidishe utajiri
Na last week mlinilock outer ya company
Ati who send you...?
Na nikiwa absent kwa ballot
Mnalipa niende demonstration

Your son hajui hata bei mathree
Kwenu pia ni mbwa kali
That time nikila ugali
Mnashit mabei ghali

Umeeka wall plus soja
wakunisearch b4 Niland
Lick that slit and stick it on your pit

caught up

Am caught up trying being the greatest
Am caught up trying having the latest
Am caught up trying being the finest
Am caught up in my life quarter

I shutter in fancy of the this Insanity
Gadgets, fashion and fame vitality
Live to value or life to value got me to invalidity
As I crush this trash I end up in vanity

Am caught up by the beauty
Am caught up by the haste to chase
Moola.. I abort to maintain shorts
Am caught up in the courts

my wife is the disease of my health
She complain of everything and anything
My son is a Perfect dimwit
NO advice he values... More shit

I call no shorts on my  daughter
I only ear rumors of how great she can smoke
The seeds of beauty and lack of brains
But am caught  up in all that mess

I am caught up trying be real
Am caught up trying having no smiles
Caught up in me... Academic..
Caught up in duty and life lingerie

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Drunk

II want to be drunk
So drunk that u can't figure anything
I want to drown in this sweet liquor
I want to get home rolling in memories
I wanna find my crib through confusion GPS
I wanna be so drunk that my mind can jump start
Rock the stars we dance in the city
I wanna be outer my mind as I dance  to the Limb o
Earn the million dollars Dream
as I Drive the latest Porches
And as I roll over my life Bugatti
I will be so finely dancing in Cloud 16
And I jump in to chopper 001
I will be so assured smoke weed
works miracles...
Cookies will be my meals and I will sleepover
My pals Jacuzzi
As I count opportunity stars
All along Making the fucking money
And there i will be winning all soft hearts
Ladies courting my life
like my rich parking lot
And as I blow the last Dush
Smart and art will be so refreshing...
sign out as I tap out
Get more moola
Get more moola
I chant forever

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Cloudious

I wish I was the clouds
To freely fly high
As i swim past boundaries and continents
waving Goodbyes To odd friends
and good mornings to new pals
All along creating hope
For a new season
and when the heavy goes heavier
I release mercies to nations
Drop counts of fresh raw showers
And give them a rainbow warning
To prepare their lands
for a new cultivating season
For soon white will turn dark
And my tears will turn the land Green again
And Cattle, gazelles and gorillas
Will be dancing uncontrollably
Giving Thanksgiving to their maker
And It will refresh my memories
Of new beginning.

And as I coil over the tall mountains I will whisper wisdom with courage
Lobby the trees to grow taller
For I will be a daily visitor every morning.

And I will depart for a new journey
Of hope and fruition
in a new land
And they will sing praises to me
others will pray I stick much longer
as their colleagues ask for my quick pregnancy
And I promise I won't fail them
If not now in in future I won't.
So let me go... Let me cross the land
They need me more
Steal me away.. please  now
Your lovely Nimbus Clouds

Shake the wake

Peace is in Pieces
Please is in feces
Rogue Faces every places
Embrace is in Loose laces

Do we blame education?
Oh or is it the seduction?
Into Politico-tribal abduction?
Denting Democratic intuitions!

My country is bleeding
in suicidal dealings
Corruption flirt in all ceiling
More than Doubt is tribal seedings

Good people led by selfish hyenas
Selfless defenseless citizens
Anchored in retrogressive nomenclature
Bonded by Doom and Lord Goonship

Punctually they attend their diarrhea Kamukunjis
To  add insult nonchalantly  praise the crap dolls
With enthusiasm the blindly follow like Twitter
And as they sink into blood shed
they blame the smarter carnivals

Survival for the fittest
Is the amorphous Slogan
That Dread Normal mwananchi to a zombie
And with no job and high flow of dirty cash
We sell soul to slaughter our bro Saul.

Rich cunningness is catalytic
It divides and rules In glass class
with evil evidence snarling up life traffic
They Lead us in Graves and animosity
As they smile to the bloody money banks

But poor is so poor even in thinking
Advice they practice like litmus
As warning they strip in uncelebrated heroism
Drowning in Persona injustices
Assuming fifth class lifestyle
To please the tribal Lords..

They chant change change all over
and when they get a chance they change
For they feed us with our cash change
And we pretend all is just fine
And the lie rots year in-out
That can't  change even the wage bills

Aristocratic Fuss

They die... for lack of wisdom
They fry for lack of second thought
They try to fool the system behind
They live to ignore basic principles

we are in a world
where chase of money is our taste
Breakfast mother and holiday
We drink Hustle we flatten clubs
To fatten the accounts

Accidents are diminished
Freemasonry is increasing
Crude by will is a thrill
Yet they can't afford to remain chill

Fame is glorified
and to hell no body cares anymore
Souls hardened to monsters
While politics burns like plastics

Polluting the free space
of democracy and development
Chocking mutual existence
All along amplifying Tribalism

They are willing to be slaughtered
To praise their Lead pastors
Rogue like the friend politicians
Pestering them with life blindness

In podiums they hug
in stadiums they twerk
The real shark of humanity
Thrive in the man-eat - man ideologies

The systems they own
The money  belongs to them
The basics they control
all aliens of Humanity

Sunday, May 15, 2016

VVIP Snob

20 something minutes past 3am
Am panting in  fuming  dance floor
as I gasp to the diminishing oxygen
All along, Sweat is sucking the last
Pint of ma juiciness.... Am defiantly fainting
But the tempo of the musica is unavoidable
I hang on to the sweetness of the flamed crowd

I couldn't manage to hide my love for twerks
Kula kwa macho made me hard heard
on the bumps of the sexy Mombasa Beauties
who just turned in amazement with that facial...
😉Like for real? ¡
And there my eyes rolled in plain confirmation
Some joined immediately in the shakes
I felt so cool as we both took that,
"*aki wewe * break.... "
As we all smiled," to this what I wanted "

And this time round.... I run into this college friends
And am stuck, imagining,
Kwani where is this one place
I will be so free... that am not scared
caught offside by that spying familiar look
This is you?
or When did you start all these...?
And my mind is hugely choosing
Which perfect Matusi to release first
But my courtesy keeps me in  check
Then I walk down to her
Hi? Hi? Hi?
This repetition are clear the doubts
And to my naivety.... I ignore here gesture
extreme though she passes on,
Huyu anasema nini?

Am LIKE WHAT THE FUCK!
Is it a mistaken identify?
I draw my glasses to have a better look
No Guesses... My eyes confirm my archive is true
I Leave them and the argument with
A big Exclamation and more matope
I could see that Fading madharau giggle
What the hell does this dude need?.
He is so outer his minds....
Can't he stick, within his means
And there I wake to the Kamukunji
Laughing at me like a mwenda in the streets.

This boiling fury now came tripping
Demonic hullabaloo looming
and I swallowed that bitter sludge
as I vanished in the middle of nowhere
And before I could get this fresh air
Another gang of ladies come begging
Please assist us...
Wapii apo ?
and her Middle finger gave the directions
smiles smiles... Happiness came crushing

I obeyed the pretty lass
3 minutes later,,, Tusaidie kumuinua
She asks politely...
Damn it... this #Team has beauty
we Jerked and took her friend to a cool place
And my nursing tacts come in handy I give in to the request...
First Aid Massage
Therapist turns masseuse genius
And in seconds, she starts to wheeze
Assurance she still okay
And abruptly she wakes  up
there and then without any permit
hangs on my neck and Kisses come in tonnes
I play the simple man
only to realize the caller was getting jealous
With no haste pulls over her friends and gets on me
All my anger all gone and my mind
spinning like a pong.
and security floodlights
Abruptly terminate A morning glory
But a rematch is underway.
Six hours after meeting.

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Am the plug

what the fuck was that
Niggahs you got to suck your cunt
wake up from your slumberland
Grow balls before you grill silly
Nuisant doll... A blank wanker
You talk big cash dream impossible
yet jiggers have an empire den
In your silly cochleas of stinky armpits
Scheme Plugs... dry fathead
Zero to Nil stitches
 
Broken Dwarf
wasted my time
filling silly Hustle tacts
belly button sewer
Fuck off and don't you ever dare
Tare my brain muscle share
you scare the hell in my brain sparks
You drown my ambitions with fuss
Lots money no work
More worries more stories
Am sorry Mr. short man
Until you get an inch past your brain cell.
then you will book a date with my intuitions

Constant

a million got nothing over you
Golds are all useless to your beauty
Diamonds are just worthless
To the greatness of your heart
Queen is an understatement
To the quality of your preciousness

Disease are toothless over health
Life is Bold and CapsLock
In my royal dens of lovecages
Baby Will you grant me the chance
To heal all your Love germs
Be the constant in my love equation
For life with you is Gold and Honey
constance Let's close the gap
With unity  and witty crown our vows

I felt your fading warmth
under  the pressure of sickness
The cold claws if germs
weakening your broad smiles
more to this Flattening
the Mountains of your glory
But don't you worry
I got the remedy bulldozers
Base Camp of militia...
All is gonna be fine.

Friday, April 29, 2016

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.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

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

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

#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.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

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

Monday, April 25, 2016

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.

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...