#StillHim

She was once the light to his eyes,
He loved her like cold loves ice,
He loved the whole of her like the sun loves the whole of the world,
He knew the sun lights all corners of the world,
It shines upto the greatest houses of the rich to the miserable homes of the poor without being given a word.
He loved all of her body parts equally,
She had made him believe that he owned her fully.
All this was until this day,
When he saw her with another man on a bay and overheard them call each other bae.
That was when hatred ran like poison through his every thought,
His heart beat you could think it was a boiling pot.
Hatred, for the girl he loved but decided to give in to a person who to him was a stranger,
Hatred, for the girl who would hold another man so tight that to him they turned to be stingers.
Hatred, for a girl who ruined his plans and wish to get another beautiful girl,
A girl whose skin was much tender and felt expensive just like pearl.
The hatred, for a girl who made him believe her promise not to betray him,
That hatred, filled him to the brim.
And he stood there,
Still thinking of how life was unfair.
He thought of how to come up with a plan,
A big plan to deal with the man and if possible to make him fit in a can or even fry him in a pan.
He wanted to smash his head into pieces,
He wanted to beat his brains out and flash them out like feaces.
The man who called his girlfriend to a sleepover?
He wanted to run over,
And kill him with his bare hands.
His thoughts ran at a great speed,
His eyeballs were fire covered with a lid.
His teeth were tight together,
His folded fingers ready to do something further.
The log he thought of picking was heavy,
He wanted to strike him with it until he was wavey.
But see, something came to his mind,
He decided not to be violent, like he didn’t mind.
His legs were clever enough to take him home,
He decided to go slow when he remembered Rome.
He sat silently in thoughts by a dead fire,
At the flames of his candle he gave a stare.
His face turned to wrinkles and pale,
His eyes as red as a devil out of hell.
He looked straight through the window,
To the silent streets full of smoke billows,
He didn’t turn his head right or left,
He felt like his soul and body were already cleft.
He stayed calm on the other side of a locked door,
With wild thoughts while seated on the floor,
He had to get determination,
To get over it though in slow motion.
He cried the sorrows out.
But he knew that he was still him,

The same him, with new clothes but same him,

The same face but not so pale,

The same heart but not so broken,

Same eyes but not so sad,

Same mind but not so thoughtful,

Same him,

But now a happy man.

#TalkAboutIt

You thought I liked being in the dark?
No, I hate darkness.
I,
Hate darkness.
Darkness made you get to forcefully own me for a while.
But why would you so badly want to do it to me?
I never wanted to be in the news, I, don’t think I was ready for trauma.
The whole of you was scary,
Your eyes were fierce,
I couldn’t stand seeing you and your ugly figure stand still infront of me.
And there was a wall behind me.
I had no way out.
You didn’t consider my boundaries.
You pushed them, and then pushed right through them.
I said ”no”. And fought you off.
You said “yes”, you, you were my attacker.
I bit you,
I scratched you,
I spit on you,
But you still managed to make me give in.
I tried to freeze like I was blacked out, hoping that you’ll be an eagle not to feed on dead food, and that you’d loose interest and walk your dirty rotten mind and three legs away.
I was wrong.
You forced me to appease you like a dog rolling on it’s back for another more aggressive dog.
You forced me into a submission.
And you were so thick,
That you tore and broke apart the tightiest of me, my inner soul felt the pain, I was being slain.
You were so long, that I could feel the filthy you reach to the furthest inner me, from my mouth to my throat, you choked me and you didn’t care.
You were so strong that within minutes, you broke my heart into pieces and my mind heavy in thoughts, suicidal thoughts.
See, I thought I was heavy but the way you held me, as if I was a trophy, made me feel tiny.
It wasn’t okay. I wasn’t okay.
It wasn’t right. Things my side were never again going to be alright.
You hurt me.
That said and done, what could I have done?
I reported,
I had no evidence,
Then you were no rapist,
And I was no victim,
And it turned to be, ” she wasn’t raped”. “She’s okay”..”she’s fine”.

#SiSasa

Binadamu tumekuwa wanyama, na si victor,
Mali yote tunapata ni kwa njia ya ngeta,
Wanaume wanapractice cannibalism,
Badala ya kuungana kusupport feminism.
Kwa sababu ya success kukam polepole ka kinyonga,
Msee anaamua tu kujinyonga.
Maboy under twenty wanaface detention,
Madem under twenty already wanabenefit from pension.
After boy amegeuka wa kukabana koo,
Girlfriend yake anaamua kutupa mtoto kwa choo.
Anakumbuka vile alikuwa akishikanishwa na ukuta,
Na kulia vile ashageuka mwanamke faster.
Chenye kimekuwa topic sai ni masculinity,
Na watu huko nje wanaloose humanity.
Madem sai badala ya kutekwa,
Sai wanatekwa, nyara.
Masomo bila malipo,
I guess ndo maana wamekuwa kama popo,
Nusu mnyama, nusu ndege ndo maana anaweza au kukosa kubeba lawama,
Mtoto msichana, anaogopa kusomewa baada ya kusoma.
Na kuna mtoto aling’olewa pahali,
Hakupata chance ya kuishi na pengine angekuwa daktari.
Hakupata chance ya kuoa au kuolewa,
Angeishi labda ata ndo angekuwa miss Katiwa.
Gava imejaribu kuingilia kati,
But majibu ya maswali tunauliza wanadai hawapati.
Chenye najiuliza, ni kwa nini bado kuna drug trafficking? Angekuwa hai ningemuuliza Saitoti.
Kwa nini bado kuna violence time ya elections? Angekuwa hai ningemuuliza Musando.
Walipata power wakajiona wamighty,
Na kusahau kuna day itakam wageuke maiti.
Sai wanafloss na doh mob,
Na kusahau kuna time wanaweza jipata wakitumia mop.
Wana mabunda, I guess ndo maana mtaani tunawaita mabuda.
LAKINI ninachoamini ni kuwa siku ya kusmile inakam though si sasa.
Ju sai nina cousin anaitwa Job na hana kazi.
Beshte yangu anaitwa Hope na alishapoteza matumaini after kugive birth to Precious mwenye sai maisha hayana dhamani kwake, na best friend yake ni Angel though tabia zake anashuku hazitamfikisha heaven.
Time ya kusmile inakam though si sai,
Ju sai bado hadhi tunashushwa,
Bado malegend wanaangushwa,
Bado wasichana wetu hawajaacha kuliwa,
Bado wasichana wetu hawajaacha kuuliwa,
Hizi tabia tunaziona zimekomaa,
But still kuziongelea sitakoma.

#TrapForChrist

Ulitrap for Christ, wakasema ni shash,
Wakumbushe story yako ya #BoyWaChurch ,
Wakasema ulipanda stage ukiwa high na ndorm,
Kwani hawajaskia #YesuNdoFom ,?
Wakijaribu kugo against you men,
Jikaze , in everything #SayAmen ,
Na ile time watasema tena yo high,
Wakumbushe ukipanda stage unawanga high on Spirit na uwasho hiyo tabia #Haifai ..
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Just tell them that Jesus is God, and that He became man, so that He would save man. There wouldn’t be salvation if Christ wouldn’t have accepted to be man, like man, to save man,..
And when a good teacher finds a student who got nothing in class, the teacher tries to be like him and teaches him afresh, from the start. So if trapping for Christ will make you reach them, then #TapForChrist ..

#MyRedeemerMyFather

You are my God, my redeemer, my father,
Teach me how you and I can be birds of a feather,
See me through as these struggles take me down to my knees,
Give me your hand, your blessing is my plea,
The burden is heavy for me, lord I can’t climb this tree,
It’s only you that can set me free.
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My redeemer, my father,
You who allow crops and weeds grow together,
You know how they’re trying to put me down like wrestling you can call them
Flair,
See, they left me unsure like truth or dare,
But when I go through pain like Israel before Red Sea,
Lord remind me, always your goodness to see,
Teach me to love you like no other,
Coz you are my God, my redeemer, my father,.
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My redeemer, my father,
They wanna make me trend like Lupita on Panther,
Not for the good I’ve done, but all for bad reasons,
Use me Lord, let them know yo not with me for a season,
And when riches wanna make me from you to flee,
Remind me that it’s you who gave me this success key,
Your love for me, like cotton is fine,
You are my God, let me call you mine.

#Woman

Hey woman,
Usiwahi sema woe unto man,
The fact that you are a woman,
Haimaanishi you are less human.
Ulikuwapo toka enzi za Adamu na Awa,
Acha kila mtu ajuwe you are a woman in power.
Ata time wanakukataa Kwa hood,
Wakumbushe you are part of this manhood.
Chochote unasuggest mwanzo wake unakuwa ndo mwisho? Kumbuka we ni prophet na uko home, isikuwe kinaya.
Ati Juu we ni woman, walipora mali yako na wanaochunguza uhalifu huo wakapewa KiNoti,
Usijali, kazi iliyo mbele yako ikunjie mkono wa shati.
Mtoto umleavyo?
Ulimwengu umejaribu kukulea vibaya hivyo,
Ila umechoose kubaki ulivyo.
Umestand on your own,
Though not alone,
Dreams zako kuzifanyia kazi bado hujapostpone,
We ni woman, usiogope kusoma, ati juu utasomewa,
Zii, soma ju fikra zao mbovu ushazisoma.
Woman, ni mara mob umeumia though izo times ulikuwa bado mchanga so machozi yako yalipokufanya wet, ulibonga matope.
Yes, ulikuwa mchanga, wakakuudhi ukashika moto, changamoto.
But sai realize umegrow, time machozi yako yanakufanya wet, ka simiti zidi kuwa mgumu.
Na usijali sana na kesho yako, tomorrow will cry for itself sai tenda wema,
Si Biblia yenyewe iliyoandikwa na mkono wa Mungu ilishasema?
Chunga gumba wako asijue anachofanya chanda.
Kukamilika kwa success story yako iko near,
For now fanya kazi yoyote ata ka ni kuwa engineer,
Nunua gari daima ukae mbele kushinda maforeman.
Woman, wanajaribu kuget through you na mapenzi yao hayako based on relationship stands,
Ni ma-one-night-stands.
Waambie usichana wako ni siri,
Na kwamba kumwogopa Mungu kwako si siri.
Enda chuo fanya survey,
Kisha kam round two uwafanye survey..
Woman, at times watasema we ni mcrazy,
Juwa we ni mrembo na usitoshee box ya mtu mlazy,
Ata waseme mavazi unavaa ni duni,
Usiwaskize acha wajue unafuata tamaduni.
Maneno yao ni machafu, haaah, waepuke sana ju mate yao ni sumu na wanayatema kila mahali,
We ni mkunga acha wazidi kukutukana, watapata mimba tuuu.
Sai shika jembe,
Enda shambani kuza ata ka ni maembe,
Wahakikishie kuwa mti mkavu hauchimbwi dawa.na kwamba hii life struggle ni survival for the fittest, so swara anapoliwa na simba, huwa ni kwa uvivu wake.
Ukifanya mistake kwa life juwa madhara ni kwako, so rekebisha. Ju utakayoyapanda mwenyewe, hakuna mwenye ako na mbolea ya kuyastawisha.
kwa kikao cha udaku usikae kitako,
Usifanyie mzazi chenye huwezi taka afanyiwe mamako,
Usiloose pregnancy intentionally,
Usiwahi umiza mtu either mentally ama physically.