Vacationing in heaven

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death, faith, heaven, Hope, love, mourning, pain, separation, sorrow

The day before yesterday
I had a dream
I saw my sister, grandfather and uncles
Gone before us
Sitting under a guava tree, in a fruit forest
Conversing and laughing
I saw my grandfather wipe my cousin’s tears
And whisper
‘it is well,
You have given your children a home and an education
That’s the best you can leave your children with
so hush,
they will be alright.’
When uncle cracked a joke
And cousin Beldine looked as though she was about to cry again
Her father held her to his breast
he kissed her forehead and whispered that
the world will go on
Her loved ones will miss her
And cry for her now and then
But time will heal their wounds
And they will be alright
He then poked her and ran ahead in the sand
Beldine skipped along
And when she emerged from the cover of the fruit forest
Her eyes sparkled at the sight of
The most beautiful vacation spot in heaven…
I woke up and left them laughing and splashing in the sea

life has not always a happy ending

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dreams, encouragement, faith, happy endings, hold on, Hope, jobseekers, love

Sometimes you apply for a job
And you’re so sure you’re going to get it
But the call doesn’t come
And hope fades away
Till you know for sure
That you are not going to be called for that job.

Sometimes you think you have found the one
And you build a house
With a white picket fence
And give birth to two beautiful children
Your husband and you love each other with vigour
And you are so sure that
Nothing on earth or in heaven will ever separate you
But you wake up from your dream
And the one turns out to be a lying scum bag
And you are left wondering
If the one will ever come your way
The children and white picket fence
Slowly fade back into oblivion.

Sometimes you are afraid to try
Because all trying has brought you
Is a series of disappointments
That’s okay, you are right to hesitate
Because life has not always a happy ending
But do try anyway
‘cause the happiness at the start and in between
May be worth more than the sadness in the end

Mills and Boon

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boredom, helpless, hopeless, love, mills and boon, sanity

I once looked forward to the day I would fall in love
Well, that day is here
And I’m as in love as anyone can be
But I must tell you
It’s not as I had imagined it…
The mills and boons
Made it seem like a helpless hopeless thing
But this love I’m in
Takes a lot of brains and understanding
Folks,
If you are helplessly, hopelessly in love
You are in the wrong kind of love
Yeah, different kinds exist
And the best of them all,
Is the one where you still have use of your brain
Yet I must admit,
Mills and Boon did help in killing some boredom

By the way are those books still published?
I’d like the latest title.

You may be the needed change

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corruption, courage, faith, justice, law, principles

It’s so easy to say
I can never do that
When the situation is only hypothetical
It’s so easy to look the other way
When justice
Will benefit the other side
It’s so easy to proclaim
Christ, Mohammed or Buddha’s teachings
Only if they don’t interfere
With your plans
so many people take this easy route
But what we need is
just one incorruptible person
Someone whose principle is unshaken
someone to stand when everyone sits
Somebody who will say nay
When all have said ay
Are you that someone?
You may be the needed change

I will help you cry

You look so sad
Is everything ok
What can I do to help?
I know this is a city
And everyone minds their own business
But I am from a small close knit town
Where we hurt with our neighbors
Even with strangers
We were taught to care
Please tell me what makes you sad
Where the hurt is
I promise to listen
I promise to help if I can
And if I cannot
I will help you cry

Life is not a Level playing field

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colonialism, kenya elections, kenya presidential debate, land, need and greed, Taveta, the economics of capitalism, uhuru kenyatta

This time next week we (Kenyans) will have new leaders. For he first time in my country’s history we had presidential debates. Yesterday we had the second and last debate before the general elections. Some of the facts raised at the debate triggered the poem below.

One of the presidential hopefuls is the son of our founding father -Hayati Mzee Jomo Kenyatta. Now the Kenyatta family allegedly own huge chunks of land in almost every province in the country. These are suspected to have been irregularly acquired by his father. In the debate Kenyatta’s son- Uhuru said they own 30,000 ha in Taveta, Coast Province.

In yesterdays debate, the candidates spoke of a willing buyer willing seller Kenya as the future of our glamorous nation.But is this possible even in developed nations in this world where a minority of people begin with more (if not everything) in their pockets and the majority are left to scramble for the crumbs that may fall off their tables?

I read this quote once and it was quoted in yesterdays debate ‘we have enough for everyones need but not enough for everyones greed’. Our problems as Kenya and indeed Africa is the lack of servant leadership. People view the presidency as a place to eat. Enough of my rationalisign and now to the poem.

Blah blah blah…
To me, your words are nothing but a blur
I am tired of you yapping
That life in Kenya will be better
if land and other things
Were availed on a willing buyer willing seller basis
Don’t you know that for some,
Dire need and not willingness forces them to sell
Life is not a level playing field my dear,
Think of the home guards’ children and grandchildren
Who at independence
Grabbed what the settlers robbed the natives?
Don’t they begin at an unfair advantage?
And what do the natives who now squat on their ancestors land
have to offer in a willing buyer willing seller society
Blah blah blah …
My words must be but a blur to you
For what I speak of you do not understand
Since you truly feel that the 30,000 ha in Taveta
Is your rightful inheritance
From a loving father

Its better to start now

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courage, determination, late than never, personal journey, procrastination, realisatin

I get a wakeup call
And though my heart and body wish to sleep some more
My mind commands that I wake up
I have slept and followed the wind for too long
I need to open my eyes and see the future
Stand up and walk into that future
No one will carry me there
This is something I have to do for myself
I take a step outside
I have new neighbors
Old friends, neighbors and colleagues
Moved on while I slept
Will I ever catch up?
Is there any point in trying to?
They are too far ahead now
I put on my coat and shoes
Ready to start on my lonely journey
Its better to start now
than never

In our own time and pace

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esteem, fast paced world, Hope, pride, slow down, slow learner, the self

World, you labeled me slow learner
Just ‘cause I didn’t quite catch the teachers teachings
When the rest of the class caught them
But did I, or did I not catch up eventually
Didn’t I go on to surpass the rest
But by then you did not matter
For I realized that I was no slow learner
I just did things at my own time and pace
Mother, you always scolded me
For taking too long to start doing the dishes
And even longer to finish up the job
I was sorry to agitate you
But I just couldn’t help it
‘cause that’s just the way I was
Doing things at my own pace and time
And I blame you not
For the world conditioned you that way,
To aim at doing things
In tandem with the rest
And now similarly conditioned lectures tell me,
That I spend too much time thinking and rewriting this piece
I just give them a tolerant smile
For I decided long ago
That my life was not a race
I only need to compete with one person, me
I understand who I am
A person who paces her life to suit her
I know they don’t really understand this idea
Of following one’s own pace
But you and I do
And that’s all that matters

A dash of jealousy

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coveting, jealousy, joy, life, love, marriage, wishes

My brain is swirling round and round
To this picture of a happy couple on their wedding day
And back to my poor lonely self
And back again to the picture
A dash of jealousy hits me
But my heart tells me not to let it build up
For since I was child
My mother always warned me against jealousy
I try hard to keep it in check
But like a tsunami wave it keeps rising out of control
So I rationalize
That a bit of jealousy
Shows that you’re still alive
And aware of your surroundings

Good night fair lady

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blessings, death, Hope, inspiration, joy hope, life, light your candle, purpose, ressurection

Good night fair lady
hope to see you on that bright morn
for so long
we’ve been blest with the scent of your perfume
comforted by your sweet songs
And the soft touch of your hand
We will miss you dear lady
we will miss admiring and envying you
and yes, we will miss trying to understand you
even as we enjoyed your silent presence
in our reminiscence, my lady,
we will be glad
For you did not leave us in the dark
with your last breath
you beckoned us to your side
and let us light our candles
With the dying embers of your fire