I was younger and now I’m old, just like wine i get finer with age,Life has taught me things I would never forget, some lessons are bitter to swallow others are friendly as a pillow,Listen to these words my son, the world is a very evil place to set your feet on, it’s a territory…
I’ve heard someone say that you can only be hurt by people you love, not strangers, I can’t agree more,
So when age comes knocking, when all men in that house get married, the riddle of love and hate begins,
The firm wall between siblings starts to crack, the innocent souls turn chaotic,
This is the beginning of a new era, a generation of black people from different mothers,
Before you blink for the first time on this planet my son, just presume that you’re alone, humans beings are snakes, vampires, scavengers, crocodiles..,Before you step on this ground for the first time, expect nothing from anyone, you ought to choose to be a happy man,Before you crawl for the first time on earth, just…
“Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.” — Carl Sandburg, from The Atlantic,…
There’s a man whose music spread all over the world like bush fire,
Up to this moment, he still holds the title of “king of Pop music” his name is Michael Jackson,
Personally I adolised Michael, I still got his pictures on my wall, he was a great man!
When he sung “you’re not alone”, I believed him, I never thought he would sleep and not wake up someday!
The world is like a busy highway, all of us are passersby, whether you’re riding on a Bentley or walking on foot,
Even if you’re on full tank, you will eventually pull over at a gas station to feed your bowls,
By the time you resume, you will definitely get run over by younger riders,
The night shall come knocking and everyone shall be forced to exit the highway to take a nap,
Open your eyes, can’t you see the young men are being buried alive? most of them are fighting to survive,
After completing their studies in the university and failing to secure a white collar job, they end up doing odd jobs,
While men are dominating the informal sector, pushing wheelbarrows to earn a living, the other gender is parading a fleet of cars,
This might look like any other joke by Mr. Bean, but trust me the male gender is in deep trouble!
Powerful lights are switched on to allow a clear vision for the security cameras hanging outside the bungalow,
Up in the watch tower, two men in uniform have their ears wide open, with radio calls to alert their colleagues when danger pops up,
The main gate is manned by three tall men with powerful fire arms, just to make sure the mogul gets a soft sleep,
Outside the walls of the “heaven on earth”, trained police dogs are sniffing around, the king will never debate on his own safety, not at all!
Princess was way above my league, actually her family resided in one of the high end estates in Kenya, Kileleshwa,
Late night calls was her thing, we could talk for more than two hours untill sleep catches up with one of us,
She insisted that we should meet in town, so during my off days I boarded a matatu to town, to meet my soulmate,
We met in one of the five star hotels in town, she paid for the food and drinks too, all this time I was hanging in disbelief,