I wrote this in that melancolic mood suitable for poetry

I heard a rumour about you Cindy

I heard that you cannot sleep at night
without the breathe of light that comes from
the reassurance that, like ur teddy bear, he will never leave
coz its like they just keep on walking away
and though you try to be real, u
can never stop them talking long enough to make them stay,
those men with spurs who keep scratching against ur skull
dis track, there back
to scare that little girl

and all that is left is a pile of wonder
always thinking about what lies a yonder
I hear that sometimes you can't sleep at night
tossing and turning coz ur tired
but we all know its fright
SING: "for how long will you sing this song...Zion's train is headed home"

I heard a rumour about you Cindy Ogana
I heard that you get confused when you are all alone
so you crack up this smile and hope that with ur tone
happiness will sweep the carpet laid in ur heart by ur mind
i heard that sometimes you embellish being wise and kind
and at times like this when u r stripped
naked to the core, u peer into the abyss
aimless and get shocked by how much the shit is
it's still there?
u swear, ul deal with it later
but for how long will u bribe jack the reaper
with a song
SING: " Zion is headed home"

I heard another rumour about you Cindy Bonita
I heard that you were shifted and found wanting
the grain remained but ur chaff started stinking up
the temple that dwells the Most High , the Messiah
yes sir, I and I ..I
heard that you can lead this temple into temptation
and the good shit is, you always come out smoke free
because the good is God and there's God in me
you are venus,
ur smile makes ur lips blush
came up from the curse, use freddy teddy more like a woman uses a purse
that u love vehemently and don't apologise for knowing
that its ok sometimes to loose ur pregnancy
that it is cool to abort sanity and wonder
coz his staff will bring you back
and theres is nothing to fear pick ur poison girl
guitar or percussion girl
ur song and sing to the world that this girl;s....
"Zion's train is coming..and it will take us home"

GROWING UP!

I had a blast at KWANI? Open Mic, Tuesday 6th May 2008. I have however learnt an important lesson

Never will I drink and MC at the same time. Wah! It impairs your flare on stage, wears you down and makes nagging poets seem annoying!

All in all I had fun and relished the opportunity to bless the mic

CHECK IT OUTTA (2)

CHECK IT OUTA

http://www.haiya.co.ke/node/211

poem (3): EXTRA EXRA

extra extra read all about it
this is the full page spread but if u want it
it will cost you extra

its like extra is the new it word in the vocabulary
you see
am talkin from the stand point
or should i say the walking point of a Kenyan
who has to transverse from south to make it up north
with blisters on my feet
at night afraid of the thugs il meet
so i walk up to the boda boda brother
and he says
sister
it will cost you extra

extra is the new marriage
men whose fathers didnt teach them any better
get into fair weather unions
calling them communial living
giving
their co-habitors babies
while their out chasing other ladies
claiming
it's a man thing
they cant stand monogamy
thats as disgusting and grotesque as a politician miming
peace yet supplying weapons plastered with government signings
it's time for you to keep your zip up and start sowing
seeds of a generation that is looking
for fathers that have now become murderers
smudging other mens daughters with the sin of bigotry
can somebody tell me
why there are all these bastards around
i know the answer
but it will cost you extra

extra like that parcel of land that marks a deed your not entitled to
extra like that packet of milk that now costs you
extra
from a salary thats becoming lesser
tongues and dicks are getting wetter
greedier to get so let have forty
horny
dirty
ugly law makers who snear on television
the creaters
of idp's and r.i.p's
and yet they want extra
and as usual our mute faces are their silencer
stating i wont speak up coz they are from my side of the lake
so we have a steak incase i want to rise higher
steak to eat so that the bones can expire
and kiss my ass , i dont care i am a bonafide liar
its every man for himself how the hell do u expect this player
to get some paper,
ill just take your ballot papers and use them to make a fire
burning churches from eldoret to othaya
and as i sky rocket this country's inflation
i will straighten up my tie and spit peace to a nation
that is already paying extra

extra for all those bastards who were never taught better
extra for the mothers who let them get away with it
extra for the lives that are now lesser kenyan,
more anger
what is the solution?
i will not listen to yapping unions
led by a gold chain wielding batallion
i am kenyan
and for that reason
i will give you an answer
and for that answer
i will have to charge you
extra

A POEM (2)

Today is my day

am goin to take the sun and place it on my head
it will shine so bright
that my scalp will scald
it will turn my dandruff to vapour
and my skin to dust
and even then, the dust will still be golden

Today is my day

am goin to wipe the mud off my shoes
after i get off the train
i will walk with my head up high
i will tilt my head up so high the skies will split
and create a cloud the shape of God's eye
and it will soak me with rain
and even then, the mud will still be golden

Tonight is my night
i will put all phones away
i'll forget the little fight
i will peel my blanket off
sit on the bed and wiggle my toes
i will snuggle freddy teddy
and cry myself to sleep
and even then the tears will still be golden

A POEM

JUST TO LET YOU KNOW (LOVE)

I am a Christian woman
the heathen kind but thats a story for another day
pray tell
this is a chorus you know very well
so just to let you know
love
i love you

i love you but it hurts to do so
virtuoso
you are an unformed diamond roughened
by the slaps of isolation
toughened
by the lack of affection
and i slackened
to realise the potential of having you take space in my heart
i was so willing to see the good in you
hoping that if only i could love you
tragically,
you would adversely change and love me the way i want you to

sadly
that is not the case
so am left with the choice
should i erase
the foundation of meeting you and say were through?

oh no boe

this woman knows that to move a mountain
you start will small rocks
so lets get digging
grapes dont grow together but one seed at a time
so lets get picking
and make our fine wine
and with time
God through his mightiness
will show his prowess
and make you mine

coz its not so much the loving but how you love
and since all good things come from above
can i call you my angel
and handle
you when you have fallen
you are as imperfect
as an abortion
your jars of service as dry as a skin without lotion
and we all know you gave me those flowers after i not so subtly hinted
what an ass you are for not giving them to me for valentines!!!!

by gones

Really
lets just enjoy each others company
and as you learn from me
and I from the father
i pray that the education will teach you
to listen to the master
who is in your heart
who cheers you on and calls you
"son"
coz we are one
and when all things are undone
just so you know
love
i love you
till lemons become sweet
for every tear at my feet
till His will is done
lets be like the sun
and shine
together
forever
as one