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LOVE

 

I feel like pouring my thoughts about Love

The other day a friend of mine told me nowadays Love is overrated.

And its true when you look closely

But on the other hand only a few mean it when they say ‘I love you’

I’m not talking about couples ‘thing’

Or boyfriend/girlfriend relationship

I’m talking about love in general.

Even Jesus said the greatest of all is Love.

How many times do we say it to our close friends, families, sister, brother, mother, father, best friend!!!

Probably countable times and those are the people who mean the world to us.

They will be there in times of laugher and heartbreaks.

You know its funny how you’ll tell your people how you love them everyday and forget Β to appreciate them.

Love is not just saying, its actually what we do to the people who mean the world to us.

And some times even we think some people actually don’t deserve it that’s when we go wrong.

Love conquers everything.

πŸ’–

 

 

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Dear daughter..

 

 

I watched her breath life into a being

She was a beautiful angel

She was a flower that blossoms

She was that baby you’d want to have

And everyone wanted to hold it

She was more than beautiful

She was a star

And I watched the mother take care of it

I watched the baby grow into a little angel

And the more she grew, the more she blossomed

But was the definition of more than beauty

And I was there at every stage of her growth

I was the godmother

So I took her as my own

I watched her as kid

Going to kindergarten

Then from lower to upper school

From senior to campus

Her mother was something else

She was the kind who didn’t give a damn

Money…she had more than enough

She lived that kind of life I wouldn’t wish for my daughter

So our baby girl goes to campus

Gets to live her life

No rules……

And lots of cash..

And I witnessed her transformation

I thought it was normal

And I ignored everything

I wanted her to have her own taste of life

She was young

She wanted it all

We all want that freedom

We all thirst for it

But it was the beginning of her end

…..😒😒😒

So dear daughter forgive me for not being there

Forgive me for not giving you attention

For those days I envied you for a slaying

For those days I watched you falling down

For those days I cheered you for having the courage to do the wrong things

For those days you posted nude photos

For those days your sugar daddy would drop by picking you

Fro those days you’d bring gifts from your ‘man’

See I thought it was the right thing…..noooooh I actually knew you were doing the wrong thing

But I praised the devil

I encouraged the demons inside you

I cheered them

See I blame myself

I hate myself for watching your fall down

I regret for not warning

For not trying to talk to you

For not walking with you in the right direction

I’m guilty!!!!πŸ’”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grown up Vs Being a kid

It felt nice being a kid

No responsibility

No big worries

No relationships

No hatred

Life was just life

Full of love

Full of kindness

Innocence and naive ness

Being playful and just focusing on the present moment

But we are human beings

We had to grow

So each rising day

We became a day older

You start understanding shit!!

That this world

Is one hell of a place

And beautiful place to be

And just in case you messed up

You’ll be on your own

Despite friends having your back😒😒😒

And suddenly you start noticing some changes

If you are a girl

You got tits growing bigger

You got moods

You seclude your self

You become choosy

Guys start flirting with you

It feels like heaven

Until your mama gets you on the road…drawing mapsπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

Then you got that mindset

You ain’t suppose to be flirting with men at a tender age

But suspicion kills you

And you wanna dig deeper

And know why mama is so harsh on you

Humans!!!!we try wrong things and start blaming it on others

But it feels kind of good being a little bit tough headed

Time tells it all though, it ain’t worth it

And you as a guy

Start having this hoarse

And you’ve got that feeling ‘mimi ndo kusema’

But you haven’t realized what’s happening

And you start getting attracted to girls

And you want to dare your friends

Who’s smarter In doing this shit!!

And getting that hottest chic in town!!mmmh madness

But if you didn’t go through all this phases,then you ain’t normal

……😏😏😏😏😏 you feel odd one out

Growth is inevitable

But why the change of hearts

Where is the love!!!

We become betrayers

We hurt each other

We fight each other

We want to out bit our friends

But not to challenge them

But to diminish their spirits

And make them feel unworthy

Maybe losers

Even after growing up with so much love

So much life around…

If we only we’d be a little bit like kids

Things might be different..

….😍😍😍😍

 

KENYA

 

Kenya stinks

Politicians stinks

Politics stink

Tribalism stinks

Hate speech stinks

I pity my city

I pity my generation

I fear for my life

I wonder if tribalism will Come to an end

Souls are wailing

People are living in fear of tomorrow

Friends are becoming enemies

Makers are turning to destroyers

The people we once believed in are disappointing us

The people we once looked upto are turning us down

Freedom of speech has break us

We now point fingers to the people we hate

Trying to cover up for the people of our own tribes

……….

Our ancestors are ashamed of us

If only the ones who fought for our freedom can wake up

They be disappointed of our leaders

We are throwing stones at each other

Spitting anger at each other

Even our kids are now siding with one side

Everything is politics

Schools have turned out to be meeting areas

Churches are now discussing politics

All over social media, politics

And its not just clean politics

Its one filled with tribalism and hate speech

Turning people to be rivals

…………

I pray for a proud country

I pray for a peaceful Kenya

Where our tribes won’t define us

Our names won’t betray us

……….

 

F

or many days I wanted to live in solitude
Emptiness for me was my daily bread
Darkness overtook light in my world
I found comfort in music
Sometimes in books
Pouring my heart in writing
At least I knew they never disappoint
……..
How do you let go
Of the person you loved
Of the people who hurt you
Of that loved one who is no longer part of this world
How do you come to terms with life
When it takes away all the people you love
When you lost your yourself in crowds
Maybe silence was your only partner
And no one seems to understand
Depression overtakes your life
And you still want to fight
But its too much
Dreams are better than real life
You want to sleep forever
Your shadow becomes your closest companion
And each day you try searching your own self
But she’s gone,
And how do you come to terms with reality
And this little thing in your tummy
How will I explain years later
To my child
That s/he was made out of love
Yet her Dad walked out on me
Few months after conception
Because he wasn’t ‘ready’
To become a Daddy
Painful stuff!!!mmh😒😒😒
And how would I teach him
That life doesn’t give us what we want
How would I fill that space
How would I convince him
That men are responsible
And how will I tell him
That his Dad is still roaming around
What type of man will he grow up to be
Coz I didn’t want him to grow up
With full of resentment and hate
I wanted him to grow up
As a responsible man
A man proud of herself
And proud of a she
I wanted him to find love
To appreciate life
To respect her lady in future
To man up and work this out
To be ready for any consequences that follows his choices
And each day I prayed for that little angel inside me
That he will still be proud of me
And that he’ll learn that fathering ain’t easy
It goes way beyond being biological….
……

 

You wonder how I turned out like this

I grew up with too much confusion

And too many voices

My parents wanted me to be like so and so

It was one hell of a place

Why was I not like ‘her’

She was such a darling

She respected her parents

She dressed like a lady

She was one genius girl

She had a shape of a lady

She didn’t go out at night

Or hangout with the crazy..bad boys

She was a church girl

She knew what she wanted in life

And I was a zombie

Not getting in class

Hanging around with guys

Maybe that’s what made me a tomboy

They didn’t really understand what I wanted

Maybe I also didn’t know

And taking those long night walks

Was for my own peace of mind

I never wanted to face my reality

Those arguments and long talks

Never did me any good

And sometimes

Why was I not like ‘him’

He knew how to talk to elders

Never really addressed people rudely

Or just not answer when asked a question

Why didn’t I hang around with him

He was such an handsome guy

Really cool and don’t do drugs

He had a way of making life look lively

He could make a good ‘son in law’

But maybe he wasn’t my type

Maybe I never wanted such a cool guy

I needed one crazy hell of a guy

Because my life was a crazy world

And cool guys couldn’t handle me

I needed one who wasn’t rude

But would at least

Make me understand what I wanted

Not one who listened to mother in laws

And do everything he’s told

But one who had that kinda character

That not even that devilish mother in law

Would change it….

And that’s how my life was

I didn’t have any role model

Not in my mother’s

Nor father’s character

And in growing up

I spent my life

Either alone

Or with ‘bad boys’

I needed hardcore types

And I was more of a tomboy

And I would sleep out most of the time

Just to either prove my parents wrong

Or maybe to stir their anger

Or open their eyes

They needed to see beyond

Their expectations

Reality of life

They needed to understand

My potential

My uniqueness

But they were too busy

Wanting me to be like so and so

And I finally walked out

And you can’t blame me

I didn’t turn out they way they wanted

I couldn’t

I was different

I couldn’t make them proud maybe

But I didn’t turn out badly

I maybe such a hardcore

A pain in the neck

But I made myself proud

I wanted to be me

And that’s what I am

…..

I didn’t loose myself

While trying to find myself

Maybe me walking out was the best decision

And I certainly made it

 

Each day I’d wake up to him

And hate turned to love

He wasn’t the man of my dreams

But he made my dreams Come true

He taught me how to fight my demons

And every night I slept

And I would experience the nightmares

He was there

Just to hug me tight

Watch me fall asleep peaceful

Sing to me while holding me

And in the morning

I would wake up to him

And he’d prepare breakfast

And warm my water

And make sure I look stunning

He made me believe in life again

Gave me the strength to look at life in a different point

I’d look at his eyes

And get the courage to live another day

To fight one more day

And one more battle

There was hope born

There was light at the end of my dark tunnel

…..

Because I am the story

The story I never wanted to tell

Not even share to anyone

I am the girl born of a woman

A woman raped that night

So I’m that girl born out of wedlock

Raised by a woman who never loved me

I guess she didn’t have an option

Or maybe she wanted to punish that man

That man who caused her so much pain

And so much shame

That man who cut her dreams short

And she couldn’t live fully anymore

And she was forced to get married

To another man

Or maybe it was her choice

To avoid so many fingers pointed at her

But the man she got married to

Was a beast…😒

I was just 12…

A big girl enough to notice changes

And he would creep in at night

And force me to sleep with him

And it went on for years

And the woman I called mum knew

I guess it was still a punishment

To the man who made me become a being

And I had to run

For my life

Because I’ve never understand

What it meant to be loved

I lived a life full of pain

Resentment, hatred,regrets

……..

Until I met him

Its still hard to explain how

Coz I never thought

There was anyone outside here

That would be a little bit caring

I didn’t think I’d look at any man

They are the reason I went through hell

And I’m still in a doubt

You can’t blame me

That has been my life all along

I’m just trying to rewrite my story

A story that was to be untold…..