From the time I wake up,
My eyes are pregnant with sleep,
To the road on my way to work,
Pregnant with traffic.
On arrival at the office,
The desk is pregnant with work,
A rush to the bank,
The banking hall is pregnant with queues.
The french fries cafe,
Always pregnant with queues and smoke,
The noisy matatu,
Pregnant with excess passengers.
The boss,
Pregnant with unpaid taxes and illicit affairs,
The youth,
Pregnant with joblessness.
The cabinet is almost bursting seams,
Pregnant with ministers and their assistants,
The parliament exudes flatulence of yet to be discussed bills,
Pregnant with fat cats that embezzle for a living.
The mayor,
Pregnant with land grabbing scandals,
The office of the town clerk,
Pregnant with undone repairs of the city.
The streets,
Pregnant with hawkers and pickpockets,
The city parks,
Pregnant with jobless sots.
Surely,
With all this pregnancy,
The world is not using protection.
Differently Kenya
Kenya,
A land of many faces,
42 tribes and languages,
47 counties under one president,
Fruit of the new constitution precedent.
Unique is Kenya,
From the way it does its polls,
To what the media reports in polls,
To the leaders that are elected to parliament.
Only in Kenya,
Is the media better than the investigation department,
It unravels the scandals and syndicates,
That the intelligence hasn't even thought about.
Only in Kenya,
That the Local government is stronger than the main government,
All the citizens prefer being in the hands of a trained policeman,
That being in the hands of a city council policeman.
A look at Nairobi,
Teargas is quite a common meal every lunch hour,
Hawkers and demonstrators are the main trigger,
As they run and shout seeking their family dinner.
Only in Kenya,
That beer fests occur automatically every weekend,
Panel beaters are the richest mechanics,
They thrive repairing cars from drunkard accidents.
A look at Nairobi,
That there are highway mechanics at midnight,
Not forgetting the thriving sex business,
Girls of the twilight in the streets and secret villas.
A land of many faces,
42 tribes and languages,
47 counties under one president,
Fruit of the new constitution precedent.
Unique is Kenya,
From the way it does its polls,
To what the media reports in polls,
To the leaders that are elected to parliament.
Only in Kenya,
Is the media better than the investigation department,
It unravels the scandals and syndicates,
That the intelligence hasn't even thought about.
Only in Kenya,
That the Local government is stronger than the main government,
All the citizens prefer being in the hands of a trained policeman,
That being in the hands of a city council policeman.
A look at Nairobi,
Teargas is quite a common meal every lunch hour,
Hawkers and demonstrators are the main trigger,
As they run and shout seeking their family dinner.
Only in Kenya,
That beer fests occur automatically every weekend,
Panel beaters are the richest mechanics,
They thrive repairing cars from drunkard accidents.
A look at Nairobi,
That there are highway mechanics at midnight,
Not forgetting the thriving sex business,
Girls of the twilight in the streets and secret villas.
Crazy Times
Our country Kenya,
Its time for prayer.
What could a man be thinking?
When they sell human genitalia,
To be used as witchcraft paraphenalia.
What could a man be thinking?
When they send crippled kids to beg,
Making money from people with no legs.
What could a man be thinking?
When they kill for self pleasure,
Drinking human blood like Onyancha.
What could a man be thinking?
When they rape an 80 year old Grandmother,
Then they defile her 8 year old granddaughter.
What could a woman be thinking?
Stealing a newborn from an innocent mother,
Do they know the pain of becoming a mother?
Our country Kenya,
Its time for prayer.
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Its time for prayer.
What could a man be thinking?
When they sell human genitalia,
To be used as witchcraft paraphenalia.
What could a man be thinking?
When they send crippled kids to beg,
Making money from people with no legs.
What could a man be thinking?
When they kill for self pleasure,
Drinking human blood like Onyancha.
What could a man be thinking?
When they rape an 80 year old Grandmother,
Then they defile her 8 year old granddaughter.
What could a woman be thinking?
Stealing a newborn from an innocent mother,
Do they know the pain of becoming a mother?
Our country Kenya,
Its time for prayer.
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Real Leaders
A wise leader knows,
That to get the votes,
You have to win the hearts,
Hearts of people not rats,
No polluting environs,
With posters on all walls,
No disturbing eardrums,
With loud systems and drums,
Drumming support means,
Humbling down and requesting,
With a low tone,
Just loud enough to pass the message.
Wise leaders consider,
The citizens and their future,
They seek to help the poor,
They do not spread a rumor,
They dont boast of successes,
They join hands with the masses,
They do not impress with big cars,
Citizens are impressed more,
By heroes with victory scars,
Heroes who were injured fighting,
For the rights of the citizens,
Those are real leaders.
Wise politicians dont get dirty,
They seek to end corruption,
They dont work with people they know,
They like it when all people grow,
Their speeches are weighty with passion,
Not to win and sit in the top echelon,
But to ensure that the poor get incomes,
To ensure that the homeless get homes,
To cloth the clothless and feed the hungry,
They dont need to know you to help you,
They just need you to present your problem,
These are real politicians not social problems.
That to get the votes,
You have to win the hearts,
Hearts of people not rats,
No polluting environs,
With posters on all walls,
No disturbing eardrums,
With loud systems and drums,
Drumming support means,
Humbling down and requesting,
With a low tone,
Just loud enough to pass the message.
Wise leaders consider,
The citizens and their future,
They seek to help the poor,
They do not spread a rumor,
They dont boast of successes,
They join hands with the masses,
They do not impress with big cars,
Citizens are impressed more,
By heroes with victory scars,
Heroes who were injured fighting,
For the rights of the citizens,
Those are real leaders.
Wise politicians dont get dirty,
They seek to end corruption,
They dont work with people they know,
They like it when all people grow,
Their speeches are weighty with passion,
Not to win and sit in the top echelon,
But to ensure that the poor get incomes,
To ensure that the homeless get homes,
To cloth the clothless and feed the hungry,
They dont need to know you to help you,
They just need you to present your problem,
These are real politicians not social problems.
We Have Come of Age
The dreams of our fore fathers,
Are eventually becoming reality,
The young generation,
Has unveiled their vision,
They said,
A time shall come,
When the young will rule,
The time is now,
We have come of age.
Our politics are different,
Its the people to elect,
We will not go dirty at it,
We have come to clean it,
As we put our act together,
We will bring the people together,
We will not divide and rule,
Our aim is to unite and rule,
We have come of age.
With the latest technology,
We will campaign all over the country,
Behind our computer screens,
We will confidently win,
We will track the trends,
From the palms of our hands,
Holding our simple phones,
We will soon take the throne,
We have come of age.
Are eventually becoming reality,
The young generation,
Has unveiled their vision,
They said,
A time shall come,
When the young will rule,
The time is now,
We have come of age.
Our politics are different,
Its the people to elect,
We will not go dirty at it,
We have come to clean it,
As we put our act together,
We will bring the people together,
We will not divide and rule,
Our aim is to unite and rule,
We have come of age.
With the latest technology,
We will campaign all over the country,
Behind our computer screens,
We will confidently win,
We will track the trends,
From the palms of our hands,
Holding our simple phones,
We will soon take the throne,
We have come of age.
My Solemn Desire
Promote my two figure account balance,
To a nine figure balance,
Help me figure out,
The best region to cast out,
Give me wisdom,
To manage a billion figure kingdom,
Let me blossom,
Please lift me from the bottom,
Let me have more than enough,
For my house and for charity,
Enable me to spread your love,
With what I have,
Keep me from misery,
Clear all my debt,
Let me ressurect,
From this financial casket,
Give me warm blankets,
Those ones called wealth blessings,
Give me a house with no crickets,
A house with luxurious fittings,
Make my life comfortable,
Lay me a balanced table,
My heart desires wealth,
My body desires health,
Give me figures Oh Lord.
To a nine figure balance,
Help me figure out,
The best region to cast out,
Give me wisdom,
To manage a billion figure kingdom,
Let me blossom,
Please lift me from the bottom,
Let me have more than enough,
For my house and for charity,
Enable me to spread your love,
With what I have,
Keep me from misery,
Clear all my debt,
Let me ressurect,
From this financial casket,
Give me warm blankets,
Those ones called wealth blessings,
Give me a house with no crickets,
A house with luxurious fittings,
Make my life comfortable,
Lay me a balanced table,
My heart desires wealth,
My body desires health,
Give me figures Oh Lord.
Oh Lord
Pastor me a sermon,
Preach out a demon,
I need a blessing,
Oh Lord, make my life interesting.
I want to praise you God,
I want a heavenly bond,
My life is so cold,
I want a warm hand to hold.
I want the Bible,
To be my guiding principle,
I will attend church service,
Oh Lord, Please save my face.
I wonna sing my praises,
Proclaiming you on diases,
I wonna sing hymns of worship,
Oh Lord, Grant me victory over the sin war ship.
Preach out a demon,
I need a blessing,
Oh Lord, make my life interesting.
I want to praise you God,
I want a heavenly bond,
My life is so cold,
I want a warm hand to hold.
I want the Bible,
To be my guiding principle,
I will attend church service,
Oh Lord, Please save my face.
I wonna sing my praises,
Proclaiming you on diases,
I wonna sing hymns of worship,
Oh Lord, Grant me victory over the sin war ship.
Nairobiology
A very nice city,
To people upcountry,
To those living there,
Nairobi is a snare.
You will see a polite hole,
Letting clean water flow,
But it is a sewer,
Dont even go near.
A Nairobi guy will walk up to you,
Ask your directions to the blues,
The next minute you follow him,
The guy will con you thin.
A woman will display her 5 shillings tomatoes on the kerb,
Wait until a bus makes you sramble to the same kerb,
If you happen to step on the tomatoes,
They immediately become 20 shillings per tomatoes.
A Nairobi roadside seller will sell you a DVD movie,
Only to get home and watch a blank movie,
The next day you will go back to return,
He will be gone from the spot never to return.
The Nairobi busfares in the city are inconsistent,
You go one way with shs 20 and go back with shs 50,
Wait until the rain starts dropping,
The busfares automatic start rising.
Riding in a Nairobi matatu is crazier,
Loud music and a drunk conducter for an appetizer,
The pick you just where you are standing,
Wait until it comes to alighting,
You are dropped 500 meters from your destination,
Matatu crews can only be cured by assasination.
The Nairobi lady perches on the bar stool,
Just waiting for a trusting fool like you,
You buy your drink and you head for the loo,
She will spike your drink you fool!!
That is how Nairobi lives,
Everyone learns their own lesson,
Nairobi residents are all teachers,
I choose to call it NAIROBIOLOGY!
To people upcountry,
To those living there,
Nairobi is a snare.
You will see a polite hole,
Letting clean water flow,
But it is a sewer,
Dont even go near.
A Nairobi guy will walk up to you,
Ask your directions to the blues,
The next minute you follow him,
The guy will con you thin.
A woman will display her 5 shillings tomatoes on the kerb,
Wait until a bus makes you sramble to the same kerb,
If you happen to step on the tomatoes,
They immediately become 20 shillings per tomatoes.
A Nairobi roadside seller will sell you a DVD movie,
Only to get home and watch a blank movie,
The next day you will go back to return,
He will be gone from the spot never to return.
The Nairobi busfares in the city are inconsistent,
You go one way with shs 20 and go back with shs 50,
Wait until the rain starts dropping,
The busfares automatic start rising.
Riding in a Nairobi matatu is crazier,
Loud music and a drunk conducter for an appetizer,
The pick you just where you are standing,
Wait until it comes to alighting,
You are dropped 500 meters from your destination,
Matatu crews can only be cured by assasination.
The Nairobi lady perches on the bar stool,
Just waiting for a trusting fool like you,
You buy your drink and you head for the loo,
She will spike your drink you fool!!
That is how Nairobi lives,
Everyone learns their own lesson,
Nairobi residents are all teachers,
I choose to call it NAIROBIOLOGY!
The Inevitable
Why does the mike always go off?
When you really want people to hear your word.
Why do you always meet your prospective date?
When you have your current date in your arm.
Why does the matatu splash you with paddles?
The day that you are going for the interview.
Why does the condom always burst?
When its the partner that you dont trust.
Why do you always get a puncture?
When you are headed for the best date.
Why do you always get fired?
After you have taken that bloody loan.
Why do you always lose your voice?
When you are going for a great concert.
Why does your mother always visit you?
When you are wearing that skimpy dress.
Why does the lecturer set an exam?
The day when you cant remember anything.
Why does the movie always end?
Just when she has leaned closer to you in the theatre.
Why does your mother always call?
Just when you are in the noisiest club in town.
Why does she get her red days?
Just when he had decided its time to tee to the hole.
Why does she always get pregnant?
Just a day before you announce her dismissal.
Why does her birthday and the anniversary?
Always come after paying rent and drinking the rest.
Why do your internet bundles ran out?
Just when miss perfect comes online.
When you really want people to hear your word.
Why do you always meet your prospective date?
When you have your current date in your arm.
Why does the matatu splash you with paddles?
The day that you are going for the interview.
Why does the condom always burst?
When its the partner that you dont trust.
Why do you always get a puncture?
When you are headed for the best date.
Why do you always get fired?
After you have taken that bloody loan.
Why do you always lose your voice?
When you are going for a great concert.
Why does your mother always visit you?
When you are wearing that skimpy dress.
Why does the lecturer set an exam?
The day when you cant remember anything.
Why does the movie always end?
Just when she has leaned closer to you in the theatre.
Why does your mother always call?
Just when you are in the noisiest club in town.
Why does she get her red days?
Just when he had decided its time to tee to the hole.
Why does she always get pregnant?
Just a day before you announce her dismissal.
Why does her birthday and the anniversary?
Always come after paying rent and drinking the rest.
Why do your internet bundles ran out?
Just when miss perfect comes online.
Bad Mother
She did not have a choice,
To have her mother Loise,
She found herself in a home wreck,
A single mother and a moral wreck.
At 3, she was working like a teen,
All the house was hers to clean,
At 4, her mother beat her senseless,
The liquor she took made her merciless.
At 5, she started going to church,
Her mother knew nothing about church,
She called her bible the big black book,
At such a time, they had nothing to cook.
At 10, she was the highest scorer at school,
The only gift she received was at school,
Her mother knew nothing about report cards,
At her time, she was a perfect retard.
At 14, she sat for her government exam,
She wanted to be a lawyer and practice maxims,
The mother had no money for her high school,
The future had never felt so bull.
Luckily, the village chief got her a scholarship,
Her heart leapt to the clouds for the sponsorship,
She maintained her trend of excellent performance,
Her results slips gave As' in resonance.
She had vowed never to let her mother interfere,
This was until her mother got cancer,
She had to drop out of school alot more,
She had to labor for her mother's chemo.
Her mother survived the cancer,
But she was also nursing an ulcer,
She couldn't drink any longer,
It was then that her feelings got stronger.
Were it not for her daughter,
She could have been a latter,
To have her mother Loise,
She found herself in a home wreck,
A single mother and a moral wreck.
At 3, she was working like a teen,
All the house was hers to clean,
At 4, her mother beat her senseless,
The liquor she took made her merciless.
At 5, she started going to church,
Her mother knew nothing about church,
She called her bible the big black book,
At such a time, they had nothing to cook.
At 10, she was the highest scorer at school,
The only gift she received was at school,
Her mother knew nothing about report cards,
At her time, she was a perfect retard.
At 14, she sat for her government exam,
She wanted to be a lawyer and practice maxims,
The mother had no money for her high school,
The future had never felt so bull.
Luckily, the village chief got her a scholarship,
Her heart leapt to the clouds for the sponsorship,
She maintained her trend of excellent performance,
Her results slips gave As' in resonance.
She had vowed never to let her mother interfere,
This was until her mother got cancer,
She had to drop out of school alot more,
She had to labor for her mother's chemo.
Her mother survived the cancer,
But she was also nursing an ulcer,
She couldn't drink any longer,
It was then that her feelings got stronger.
Were it not for her daughter,
She could have been a latter,
MY WORD
Never ask how it feels,
If you dont want to hear the truth,
A mouth that is shut,
Resembles a tank that is full,
Full of wisdom waters.
Never drink a beer,
To kick away the fear,
Man up to the occasion,
You were made for a reason,
Dont spoil the mission.
Never give up,
Just take breaks,
Always move on,
Its worth holding on,
It works eventually.
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If you dont want to hear the truth,
A mouth that is shut,
Resembles a tank that is full,
Full of wisdom waters.
Never drink a beer,
To kick away the fear,
Man up to the occasion,
You were made for a reason,
Dont spoil the mission.
Never give up,
Just take breaks,
Always move on,
Its worth holding on,
It works eventually.
© Mycalian
The Girl You Chose
From the first day in high school,
She always made you drool,
Every time you closed your eyes,
Your wish was as clear as the blue skies,
You enjoyed the evening walk,
Love was all you could talk,
You hanged around her home,
You always had undying patient,
You braved bites from her brother's dog,
You cherished the whispers at their fence,
She was always clean and organized,
You were envied by all the village men,
You walked with your head high,
You walked in the middle of the road,
In the Village dance,
All eyes were centered on you,
You have the longest feather on your hat,
The youth respected you,
They even gave you a name,
The guy who won the heart of the princess,
Days passed by,
You never proposed,
She cracked two decades,
We were all eager,
About your wedding,
That never came,
We kept wondering,
The elders were concerned,
They visited your homestead,
You said you were working on something,
Little did we know,
That you were headed west,
I remember that evening in the village,
When word went round,
That you were leaving our land,
That you had the documents,
That they required to get on the metal bird,
Then that early morning,
You left and promised to come back,
Five years later,
Word went round again,
This time, that you were coming back,
We all thanked the clouds,
They had kept our son safe,
We knew you had made enough living,
To keep your bright date safe,
When you arrived in the village,
Aboard the big wheeled house,
You had company,
Somebody who looked like none other in the village,
We thought they gave you escort,
Where you lived abroad,
Only to learn,
That the unique visitor,
Had come to stay,
That the wedding the village waited for,
Had been done in another land,
The the daughter of our ancestors,
Was clocking a third decade,
Waiting for a hoax of a character,
She Fainted!!
Never to wake up again,
She went to get married,
In the place of the ancestors,
Look what you did,
and apeace the ancestors,
For giving them back,
THE GIRL THAT YOU CHOSE!!!
© Mycalian
She always made you drool,
Every time you closed your eyes,
Your wish was as clear as the blue skies,
You enjoyed the evening walk,
Love was all you could talk,
You hanged around her home,
You always had undying patient,
You braved bites from her brother's dog,
You cherished the whispers at their fence,
She was always clean and organized,
You were envied by all the village men,
You walked with your head high,
You walked in the middle of the road,
In the Village dance,
All eyes were centered on you,
You have the longest feather on your hat,
The youth respected you,
They even gave you a name,
The guy who won the heart of the princess,
Days passed by,
You never proposed,
She cracked two decades,
We were all eager,
About your wedding,
That never came,
We kept wondering,
The elders were concerned,
They visited your homestead,
You said you were working on something,
Little did we know,
That you were headed west,
I remember that evening in the village,
When word went round,
That you were leaving our land,
That you had the documents,
That they required to get on the metal bird,
Then that early morning,
You left and promised to come back,
Five years later,
Word went round again,
This time, that you were coming back,
We all thanked the clouds,
They had kept our son safe,
We knew you had made enough living,
To keep your bright date safe,
When you arrived in the village,
Aboard the big wheeled house,
You had company,
Somebody who looked like none other in the village,
We thought they gave you escort,
Where you lived abroad,
Only to learn,
That the unique visitor,
Had come to stay,
That the wedding the village waited for,
Had been done in another land,
The the daughter of our ancestors,
Was clocking a third decade,
Waiting for a hoax of a character,
She Fainted!!
Never to wake up again,
She went to get married,
In the place of the ancestors,
Look what you did,
and apeace the ancestors,
For giving them back,
THE GIRL THAT YOU CHOSE!!!
© Mycalian
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