MY LOVE

My thoughts are of you dear one
A kind of love that transcends all other emotion.
My heart yearn for you every moment.
My mind cannot get enough of you
Your smile and laughter brighten my dull days
Holding you in my arms give me erotic satisfaction
Lying next to you satisfies my wildest dreams
I love you with all my heart
I cherish you my dear one
I need you beside me every day

A Failed Nation

The symptoms are more clear now
The centre can no longer hold
Our nation is at deathbed
The nation is failing

Corrutption is the new normal
In some quarters even formal
Being honest is now abnormal
The nation is failing

Integrity is no longer desired
But rather openly disdained
"Our time to eat" is glorified
The nation is failing

Amorphous and ficticious projects
Man made shortages and conflicts
Have been the government edicts
The nation is failing

Retrogressive Politics

The politics waved across the nation
They were the politics of domination
Packaged in pleasing communication
To conquer the entire population

Aspiring promises were well articulated
With manifestos designed and decorated
Their minds and hearts got converted
Goods things were to come once voted

Five years later,things remain the same
New promises are given without shame
Hopelessly they wait for the right time
For the project to be given a name

Another term, more mundane promises
Promises about their  initial promises
But all we see is upgrade of their premises
And their hopes suddenly diminishes

Fallacy of The HandShake.

They majestically walked to the podium

Grinning as though high on opium

At last they had reached a medium

For rebuilding the broken unity

A well articulated speech was read

Very captivating to the last thread

A moment of calm and peace spread

Maybe all we needed was a handshake!

The narrative took 360 degrees turn

"We'll not let the bridges to ever burn"

"We must embrace love and shun spurn"

They said!As they firmly shook hands.

A message of hope engulfed the nation

It was time to end the political commotion

And concentrate with unifying the nation

Which badly need hope and restoration.

But Alas! Here we are... months later

We still, for sure, don't know any better

Whether the handshake really matter

Or it was just another political batter

Empty rhetoric is the order of the day

Even for supply of air,in millions we pay

Then congregate in breakfast to pray

Pray for corruption among us not to stay

Public and roadside declarations are issued

Tough calls for the corrupt to be pursued

But at the end our taxes are misused

Will we ever get justice?

bRoKeN HUMANITY

Look around and all you see is vanity

Man is busy running away from reality

Misguided teaching on true christianity

Fruits of Broken Humanity

Truth and Justice no longer matter

Intergrity remain in the 6th chapter

Justice goes where the check is fatter

Fruits of Broken Humanity

Everyone is chasing for a deal

It doesn't matter  if they steal

To hell with what's fair and ideal

Fruits of Broken Huanity

INSPIRED

I am a walking billionaire
Always running up the stair
Constantly fighting despair
Life shouldn't be unfair

I walk when i dont have fare
Even on the fashion fair
With elegance and flare
To the top I must appear

Im on number one gear
Nothing will stop my stear
To the utmost glare
Of becoming a billionaire

MONEY

The devastation of terrible revelation
As an occassion of the deception
A creation of our own emotion
That money can bring redemption
And salvation from eternal damnation

This is the nature of true deception
No matter how ideal the perception
For this confused digital generation
A consequence of lack of self reflection
In the quest of our true identification

There is only but one final destination
That nature has never offered objection
And neither can we offer obstruction
Say "fate and destiny affair" combination
Powerful fusion to an inevitable occassion

KENYA POLITICIANS

I know of a certain perculiar individuals
They come with elaborate manuals
Claiming to know how to protect our financials
Little do we know they're ficticious appraisals
These are Kenyan politicians

With convincing words they make empty promises
Promises on how they will make better houses
They make us believe they're the better choices
But after the vote become deaf to our voices
These are kenyan politicians

Bright Night

In the lonely night 

Way past midnight

I think of our plight

That's beyond sight

Things have become tight

There seem to be no light

Even when birds lack flight

Sure,we must keep the fight

We must stand for what's right

No one should take our birthright

For our freedom we're forthright

If we must, then we shall fight

We must emancipate us from freight

For the future is and must be bright

Never again should we live in hindsight

When we have been blessed with foresight

Let's Get Out

Keyboard activism and agitation
The biggest fallacy in our generation.
It's absurd we twit about corruption
And miraculously wait for a conviction

They call it a rant over social media
When they gag the mainstream media
With malicious allegation of a militia
That apparently congregate in stadia

We yearn for meaningful change.
But they find our new ideas strange
So they refuse to even engage
And opposers forcibly put in a cage

We must make consciuos decisions
To take action against all invasions
Let's ensure we have tree plantations
And save earth for future generations

SLAVERY IN A FREE WORLD

Whats worse than being a slave in a free world

 Having no control of the choices that you make

 Where you are just a statistics to those in power

 Your life being controlled by the people you trusted

 What's worse than being a slave in a free world

A world where you cannot criticize injustices 

Because you'll be against one of your own

Yet you're suffering and wallowing in poverty

What's worse than being a slave in a free world

A slave to your political views and choices

Where you've thrown conscience far away

Together with humanity and basic intellect 

What's worse than being a slave in a free world

Where they embezzles our taxes and we keep quiet

Because they tell us we share a common tribe

They publicly insult us: Kenyans forget easily!

What's worse than being a slave in a free world

Where political indifference become treasonable

And goons ride helicopters to build mud schools

Since its free education,we accept anything

What's worse than being a slave in a free world

Where laws and the constitution are abused

And guranteed freedoms become privildges

Yet we claim to be a progressive democracy

DESPOTS

The writing is on the wall
The tyrants must and will fall
And sooner than next fall
For justice we must stand tall

We resist anything short of justice
When we've had such good practice
Never should we ignore the sacrifice
Dictatorships must be put to furnace

This freedom ain't a priviledge
Many patriots were put in a cage
For us to have this free stage
Where we can all freely engage

This is a message to the despots
We now have all the reports
Of your evil  destructive plots
But we the people call the shots

You must pay for your transgressions
You know crime has repercusions
The consequence of your decisions
There is no mercy for your violations

We gave you the benefit of doubt
But You thought we were daft
So arrogantly you continued your theft
But time is over now, you must be dealt

Graduation Day

Finally, the day has come

On this moment we beckon

And with gratitude reckon

Upon the unforgettable experiences

This, just but a beginning

As we continue grinding

Purposefully, and joyfully fulfilling

Knowledge thirst quenching.

As you look to the future

There is no measure

Of the exposure

You’ve gained at School

With all best wishes and prayers

I urge to never listen to naysayers

But be the best of players

In this game called life.

HONEST CONVERSATIONS

This is the time for honest conversations
We all must engage without reservations
And strife to end these constentations
Before we plunge into self destruction

The optune moment is now
When we're all in the know
That, this is the wrong flow
We can't afford to go so low

Human decency is God given
Our attrocities even forgiven
Yet we seem inhumanly driven
With our conciousness frozen

We call ourselves progressive
Yet our actions are retrogressive
Loaded with evil possessive
Depicting outright oppressive

Woe unto ye who are silent
When transgressions so salient
And think you're more important
Bewarned, you're just ignorrant

They said we have short memories
And we foolishly believed their stories
Today we have no remedies
As we fear be portrayed as allies

They've turned intellectuals to zombies
Who just regurgitate tribal bigotries
To promote and maintain societal follies
Rather than transform to modern societies

Wake up! Ye of sound heart and mind
Speak up for the sake of humanity
Speak up for the future generations
Speak up for yourselves