Gifted poet

02/08/2024

I wonder if God hears the prayers I don’t say out loud
but I whisper in my heart.

I wonder if God understands the moments I’m too heavy to pray.

I wonder about dads who don’t lift their sons but lift the Father in prayer.

I wonder about the man I’ll become when I’m done with the man I am.

I don’t know everything.
But I know,
dogs die,
The government lies,
cats get lost,
friends change,
our parents get old,
and everyday we try.
Don’t we?

23/07/2024

PRESIDENT FOR SINGLE PEOPLE

If I could, I would be President for the sake of single people,
Single struggling people,
Those with no one to share life with, and especially no one to share bills with.
I would want it to be like,
Every time they look around the house, they live alone.
But every time they pay rent, it’s like they are sharing the bill.

If I was president, I would make adult playgrounds,
Because to wing this life sometimes adults need a swing,
When life keeps putting you down, a bouncing castle might just give you your bounce back.

If I could, I would be president for the sake of interns,
For the sake of my mother,
For self employed parents surrounded by structures whose ploy is to take out the joy in self employment,
Businesses on chopping boards,
Business decisions chocking boards,
The board of governors is full of rulers,
There’s a lot a ruler can’t measure,
Like the blood pressure of broke parents surviving a dying business,
Don’t call it su***de, businesses don’t kill themselves.
Corruption man, is a business.
Taking away from a business is its business.
Don’t say Kenyan contractors do a bad job,
If those who give them the job pocket 3/4 of what was for the job, in fact, don’t call it a bad job, call it a miracle.

If I could,
I would be president for the sake of men.
Men with families, men who can afford bread but feel nothing like a winner.
Men who are alive but far from living.
Men who can’t stand the government’s stand,
A government that loves land more than the people who stand on it,
A government that builds road for cars and forgets there are people who need to walk on it,
A government that kills children for growing a voice
then calls it a road accident, as if being hit by a car leaves bullet holes in you.
A government that provokes you with their lies,
A government that lies unprovoked,
A government full of entrepreneurs because they forgot leadership was supposed to be their business.

01/05/2024

We were not meant to be together.
I was not supposed to look at you,
You were not supposed to text me,
I should have ignored the goosebumps your voice raised on my skin,
You shouldn’t have raised your hand to meet mine,
I shouldn’t have said I like your toes,
You shouldn’t have laughed at my jokes,
We shouldn’t have called it love,
When you couldn’t sleep without calling me,
Or when I called your name in my sleep,

This poem was not supposed to be about you
Or us,
Or what we could have been,
Or what we couldn’t be..

25/04/2024

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02/04/2024

In my dream last night, I met a city girl,
I will not describe her by physique
but her neck was right next to mine,
A stop sign was right next to me,
And she had stopped to whisper things to me.
She said if time heals,
Nairobi needs more city clocks for the women,
for girls who dress like women,
and for girls being just girls.

She said they need healing from mouthful touts,
From disgraceful stares,
From uncontrolled hands and from stars who don't believe they belong to the sky too,
that they can be looked up to too.

She said light is open for creativity and some people use the moonlight to make dark secrets.
She said some girls are too young to prefer light,
girls who use darkness to hide their scars.
She said the makeup will lie to you
-men haven't stopped hitting women.

She asked if I had been to church lately
and even before I answered,
she said they found their Savior..
He has scars too, nail scars on His palms.
She asked if I was saved, because now to know them,
I had to know Him first..
That's how they heal..

That's when I woke up

30/01/2024

BLUES

The waters that drown the dreams of a boy are blue,
To look up at the sky is to imagine all blues can sink a man,
Including Mondays,
and Tuesdays,
and all days,
and especially everyday.

Boy do not turn when you see a camera,
A boy gets no extra like for showing their back,
if it’s not the back of their car.
A boy gets no seat in the village if the luggage he carried did not come from the back of his car.
And don’t be lied to,
boys who’ve faced the cut will still find opportunities to bleed in the journey to be a man.

But where are the men when boys need a man
to look upto,
to talk to,
to learn from, to call too.
Where are the men when our country needs true leaders who will fight against inequality,
poverty,
abuse of power..

Where are the men who will stand up as protectors,
for the community, for the women,
for the poor,
for boys before they are broken by brokeness, by hopelessness..

And where are the women who raise daughters who respect a man for who he is and not what he has,
Do I have a poem or a point here?
Coz I’m tired of the long praises we give to people who take a shortcut,
If you are not cut for the truth then this is not a point or a poem for you.
They are the reason boys fear the blue in the sky,
Fear to aim high,
Do you see the blow?
Do you see how a boy begins to aim low?
Do you see how we raise killers then praise them for the new car they killed for?

Isn’t money a thing to die for where we come from,
How much death can your pocket carry,
How much debt before you are buried in your lies..
Poet

10/01/2024

We were not meant to be together.
I was not supposed to look at you,
You were not supposed to text me,
I should have ignored the goosebumps your voice raised on my skin,
You shouldn’t have raised your hand to meet mine,
I shouldn’t have said I like your toes,
You shouldn’t have laughed at my jokes,
We shouldn’t have called it love,
When you couldn’t sleep without calling me,
Or when I called your name in my sleep,

This poem was not supposed to be about you
Or us,
Or what we could have been,
Or what we couldn’t be..

02/11/2023

How much money is too much to have?

I say to have none is too much to have.
There’s nothing holy about being utterly broke,
You don't feel lucky for lacking,
I have never lived in a time where hunger felt like a blessing.
The first time I learnt to say amen, there was food on the table,
Now I look back and I’m grateful,
I don't have it in plentiful,
But I am plenty,
I've grown from a boy who used to pray for food on the table, to a man who can pray when there's nothing on the table.

23/10/2023

TO THE BOYFRIEND WHO COMES AFTER ME

Go ahead.
Lie to her.
Tell her you love her soul.
But you and I know.
Her neck is a jawbreaker,
pops with every neckline,
it’s not a lie, it’s not a line.

With a face like hers,
And a body that has got her back,
A thousand men will line up to fall for her.
I don’t know your number but it’s your turn now.

She’s a keeper,
I just couldn’t keep her.
I had to choose between falling for her or standing for myself.
I took a stand.
She takes after her mother.
I take my writing seriously.
I’ve written a lot.
It’s time to turn the page.

22/09/2023

19/09/2023

The people we are in love with are human.
They fall, they matter,
They are not funny all the time.
They eat, they break,
They forget to lock the door sometimes,
They are broke at times.
They forget to put the toilet seat down,
They lie, they miss calls,
They get hurt and hide,
They remember your birthday,
They kick you at night when they dream.
They say they are not hungry then eat your food,
They pick you up, sometimes they pick up a fight.
They deserve to be happy,
And sometimes they need forgiveness.
They hug you the way blue hugs the skies.
They worry about other things,
They forget to wash their plate,
And sometimes they run late.
They are not always right, but they try to do right by you.
They do not have to be perfect to be perfect for you.

Love is a beautiful thing when we realize the people we are in love with are humans,
In our own individual ways, all of our lives are complex.
You are special because everyone is special.
You matter, because everyone matters.
You are not the prize, love is.

18/09/2023

The year is 2063.
When I switch on my TV,
I want to believe,
I don’t see politicians…

I see leaders,
I see policies,
I see ideas.

I see an Africa united by the selflessness of young people.

I see corruption shivering from the cold eyes of an informed population,
I see quality education,
I see skill revolution,
I see economic transformation,
I see political slavery overshadowed
by the brilliance, the knowledge, the passion of young people.

I see people fight!
Not each other,
I mean fight those things that will make them and their neighbors to fight.

I see rich visions visiting African living rooms through televisions,
I see beds testify we stopped sleeping on the talents of our African youth,
I feel the energy of the African youth,
I see renewable energy driving Africa a new.

I see warrior women rise into the leadership of Africa,
In the spirit of Wangari Maathai,
Ellen Johnson,
I see tribal minds melted by the love of young people,
I see people vote,
Not because of where they come from,
but because of where they want to go.

And I see what I need to make you see…

The future of Africa is not in the future,
It’s in the now.
Who we are now,
What we have now,
What we do now!

11/09/2023

BECAUSE OF A POLITICIAN’S DAUGHTER I WOULD LIKE TO DATE..

I will no longer write about human rights.
Every time I do,
I find myself talking about everything that is wrong, and politics.
I just want to write about things that make her happy.
Politics doesn’t make her happy.
She makes me happy.
She has a boyfriend and I have amoeba..
Both are things we can get over.

I have saved her name as Courage on my phone.
Because I read somewhere that it takes courage to be happy.
You can laugh at me if you want to.
You can mock me and say Nigerian movies have lied to me, no rich girl wants to hang out with a broke dude.
But I have already made plans to start music classes,
Very soon, she will like the way I hold my notes.
I already like the way she folds her notes, she has a lot of them.

I can picture our future already.
In the past, I could only afford Maasai shukas that I bargained for, the whole day.
But now I see us in Maasai Mara camping for days.
I will no longer look for the cheapest Maltese dogs on IG,
I will graduate to huskies and Springer Spaniels my G.

And anyone who says I’m just planning to be with her for her money,
Clearly hasn’t met her.
I’ll tell you right now..
Life is short and that lady is tall,
Life is not perfect, she is perfect.. her body could do no wrong.
She has my phone number, but it’s her soul that keeps calling me.
And did I mention her smile?
Because there’s something religious about it..
Every time she smiles, I want to say amen.

I will no longer write about rights.
You can say I’m wrong,
And that’s fine.
I’m doing this, because she is fine!

06/09/2023

BECAUSE MEN DON’T TALK

Men don’t talk,
They chat.
They don’t break,
They sink.
They are not free so they pretend to rule.
They don’t cry, they give until they give away their tears.
They confess love but they face rejection.
They are stepped on then asked to step up.
They need money to be something,
so to be a man without money is to become nothing.
They understand a man with empty pockets cannot show love,
so they learn to show hate.
They get money but a man with money and pain definitely will give hurt.
They try to get everything they couldn’t get and that’s still another way to get hurt.
But most of the times,
They earn less than they can give their family so they shrink more.
They lack, they hide, they endure,
until their voice is something they used to have.
And when that happens,
They don’t know how to speak to their sons.

So who will speak to boys?
Before the world becomes the voice they listen to.
Before they are lied to.
Before they realize they can lie too.
Before they have friends.
Before they have friends who are girls.
Before they have girlfriends.
Before they are alone in a room with a girl.
Before 26.7% of Kenyan teenage girls are mothers.
Before they are adults.
Before they are men.
Before men.
Before they teach their egos how to walk on a woman’s body like an amusement park.
Before they hide abuse.
Before they hide in abuse.
Before they plan to be fathers.
Before they are fathers.
Before they are fathers without a plan.
Before fatherhood is the thing that buried men.

03/09/2023

||Lamentations Of My Wounds©||

I was not born mean,
That's why I shared my love with you,
But I was born strict,
Not to chase after love,
When it finally fades away in the end.

I had no option,
But to remove myself from your equation,
When you treated me not as a priority but an option,
I only narrowed your choices,
Someone else is waiting to hear my inner most voices,
To you I might have been worthless,
It's okay if you wasted my money and time,
But you never wasted my dime,
Just watch as to another I become priceless.

My life is just but a test,
You get the inferences wrong,
I have no otherwise but to discard you from being there,
You have no business being part of it.

Good luck in your quest to find a nut to fix your heart,
At least remember,
Different nuts serve different purpose,
Not the same love twice.

poet

18/08/2023

We love people who just.. might like us,
We choose to put first people who won’t choose us,
We like to see people who don’t really see us,
And the world goes round,
Your heart breaks into square pieces,
Squares rooted to the multiple of everything she does that divides your mind.

We are men,
looking for love in the pockets of women’s hearts bruised by our identical,
And we say, I’m not like Bruce,
I’m different.
But we are not mystical.
We are chasing and they are running..

the world

18/06/2023

To the men that rose to the occasion to take care of their children
To the men that became pillars to their families
To the men that constantly became a fulcrum in the lives of their children and brought balance to their families
To the men that said no to termination of pregnancy because a generation has to be watered to grow
To the men that stood by their children, challenges notwithstanding
To the men that strive daily to give their children everything despite not being well off
To the men that protect and stand up for their families
To the men that left us because their time on earth was due
To the men that assumed the father-figure roles when we thought we had no one to lean on
To the mothers that played both roles because life became cruel to them, life took away their only hope and support system; heaven just couldn't wait
To potential fathers
To the responsible men out there,
May God bless you!

16/06/2023

LOVE as a TERRIFYING THING

On a day that will never be like any other,
Before her first voice note,
Before the first time the weight of her voice caught me off balance,
I met a woman who was terrifyingly beautiful.
The night we held hands, it was a terrifying feeling.
What you call goosebumps, I call a summoning of fear.
It took boldness to be vulnerable enough to miss her like I missed her,
Like I miss her.
I know no one is perfect but if someone’s happy always wins over your unhappy, ain’t they perfect?
But that you can love and not choose how to be loved is scary,
That you can lose yourself in someone who doesn’t see you is fearful,
That love thrives where we are most vulnerable is terrifying,
Because the idea that love can walk away is crippling.

I say love is a terrifying feeling,
Just like the way people who fall in love with power, abuse power to stay in power.
Or like the way Pio Gama Pinto was willing to die for a country that did not raise him.
Love has raised a country inside me,
And I am scared of territories.
My world is asking for a fight, I’m trying to be that warrior.
But I’m the same man who couldn’t even let cupid aim an arrow at anyone for me.
I don’t know whether to write for the people or live for her.