WORTHWHILE

It is easy enough to be pleasant,
When life flows by like a song,
But the man worthwhile is one who will smile,
When everything goes dead wrong.
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it is always comes with the years,
And the smile that is worth the praises on earth
Is the smile that shines through tears

It is easy enough to be prudent
When nothing tempts you to stray,
When without or within no voice of sin
Is luring your soul away;
But it is only a negative virtue
Until it is tried by fire
And the life worth the honour on earth
Is the one that resists temptation - desire

By the cynic, the sad, the fallen,
Who had no strength for the strife,
The world's highway is cumbered today;
They make up the sum of life.
But the virtue that conquers passion
And the sorrow that hides in a smile,
It is these that are worth the homage on earth
For we find them but once in a while.

BLACK EXODUS

To whom i write that knows not,
Of course the secets of everyday life are hidden in ink and scrolls,
Such that the wise are separated from the ignorant,
Theres a noble cause that inspires me to write,
The very reason i shall say a thousand words and you pick none,
Simply because your caught up in self,
Hardly can you see beyond you,
For you bear the seed of selfcenteredness.

You probably might read this,
As you drown in the shalowness of your naked mind,
Appear as the saint but we all know there can only be one JANE EYRE
If by chance you gain sight,
I pray you remember this
That my heart was too heavy for you to carry
And that life is only a gift
If you choose to make it so...

The fool reads on,
Forgetting this was only a predicament,
Of a mind lost.

Rubbing faces

Take this not the wrong way,
Only yesterday,
The world was but black and white,
Today is gray
Groomed in the eve of fading sight.
I walk by faces,
Some painted with fat smiles,
The ground whispers,
Their shadows
Bearing long stubbing knives.

I rub faces with people,
with the virgin,
Wearing long skirts and dresses,
Yet breastfeeding in the night.
Who am i to raise a tongue?
A second back,
I undressed the stranger
In high heels.

I rub faces with slum child,
At school he but plays at breaktime,
To forget his empty stomach
Friends laughing at him,
He knows one word to survive
"mpako" (give me).
Mother from duty she returns,
Where she traded,
Goods between her thighs,
Putting food on the plate.

I rub faces with people,
For if theres any one
That deserves a second chance,
It is you,
For what it takes you to keep,
It takes you to have.

LIGHT BEYOND SHADOW

In the dim light and fading shadows

A child of noble use is but born

A mother to the nations of glory

One embraced by thorns

A woman washed in hot streams bringing together hearts torn



In the dim light and fading shadows

Her love like the nile flows northwards watering dry hearts

Her eyes bright as the sun rise from the East of Africa

Shining upon souls of men



In the dim light and fading shadows

A voice shouting arise! Arise woman!

Life giver!

Bearer of the nine months struggle

Have ye not known your strength and fame?

And thy name that is sung across oceans and jungles green?



In the dim light and fading shadows

Her light stands on a lonely hill,

Like a star in the galaxies,

She cries as she gives birth to love

That cures the curse that blindeth man.

Wewe Ninani?

Wewe Ni nani?

I am the ash of my ancestors,

The pieces of gray thoughts,

Stored in caves hanging on rock,

Neighbored by waters.





Wewe Ni nani?

I am the lost tribe,

Unplugged from the exodus,

Of my barbarian genesis

Divided by 19th Century Industrialization

Adopted for railways and farms- working

Baptized with a name new,

Edwin, "the black solid Lou East of Africa,

Son of my Mothers, Mothers, Mothers, Mothers, Mothers, Mother

Held by chains on neck and legs

Slaves to the Masters' cooked systems

Enhanced by pale ideologies.



Wewe Ninani?

I am informed,

Decorated with qualifications and skills

Speak English better than my Native tongue

I am taught to improve self

Capitalism with the doctrine of prosperity for I

Dreaming of this Utopia

Whose policies favor those at the top of the structure?

And the equality that is equal to only their need

It is the language that unites i

Thus you see the long pointed nose in every arena of influence

Perhaps the less privileged are less humane

They call me "educated"

Yet I see the oppression of this pedagogy.



Wewe Ni nani?

I am the sperm that fertilized the ovum

Graduated from the meek lonely zygote to fetus

Popped out as a son laughing for oxygen

Shocked and entrained with unfamiliarity’s

Of the world I yet to belong

Through Pampering and diapers nursing,

A parasite suckling and clinging to the nipple of life

Yearning for more and more on end,

To the old prince I am.

Masculine tight hard skin

The weights of generations hang below my high lands

Encroached between the forks of speed,

Traversing the pages to the desire of my seeds

That is me, the man under the eyes of a microscope



Haswa Wewe Ni nani?

I am freedom the voice that speaks

Africa the hand that writes

I am no slave

Simply an artist

That paints with words

Destiny

I Soul aches,

The weight of madness in blood,

Choke the breath of i pregnant will.



I but walk with bones broken,

Legs trembling with each stride,

To a faceless refuge,

Where in time;

I meet the scorthing heat of i brethren,

Melting away muscle and pride.



All organs rejoin dust but i eyes,



They can take all that deem i carnal

But the eyes of i destiny still blink

SOUNDS OF LIFE

Clop clop clop

The strangers hopping voice

Finds her way to i ears





Bizz bizz bizz

The ex gardener's sound

Buzzing the heaven out of i mind

The emancipated woman still seeking for a man in her





Echiew echiew echiew

The stuffy structure of Ugandan politics

Causing i to sneeze





Ding ding dong

Too early for christmas

Perhaps Easter Turkey for the priviledged

While street children sleep with bellies laughing





Oludeyo Onkumpasa....

Down the aisle with colored vows,

Only but for a while

She has the ring, the other woman has the man

Is the ring security enough?

For legitimitimizing sex changes not a man.





Hallelujah...Hallelujah Amen,

A conman dressed as a Pastor,

Selling miracles and blessings's fake,

Dare to say a word!

Do not talk ill about the "man of God"

I am sure he doesn't feed off the congregation,

Who are by the way not impoverished.





Ouuch, oooouuuc ooow ayaaa,

Stop! please stop!

Years later, a face unhappy,

Wasn't the wood good enough?

Turns out,

It didn't make the water boil,

And you wonder what all the noise was for.





Tick tack tick tack

Counting down the numbers,

If we only understood,

That the sounds of life need a face.

I MIND

So you are a flawless cival being.
With polished ideas always saying the right thing,
You mantain a place for everything. Discreet they call it.
Well that is you and i freely choose this path,
I choose to be a savage freed from all structures that long to enslave i.

I SEE YOU

I smell the cruelity of life floating in blood,
I see it fit that you trusted a stranger and have forsaken i,
Born from your clay line,
I see you lying through your teeth,
Hugging me when you actually detest i,
I see you talking behind my back, surely enough i do get satisfaction,
I see you advertizing my weakness, i guess i was not foolish enough to trust you,
I see you oppressing the less priviledged all in the name of titles.
I see you are the Boss that is why it is only fair to bark at me.
I hear you call me friend and i am also sure you know me well enough to know when i last shaved my privates,
I see that you are a christian, you keep your word and that is why you didn't call me even when you said you would,
I see you laughing at my flaws, i am sure you are perfect.
I see you becoming your true self after receiving the ring, that makes me proud of you,
I see that you see beyond my race, perhaps i would smile if you knew the color of my soul,
I see so many faces, so many colors,
Yet in all that isee not i
I see you but can't find me.
I close my eyes and there i find me.
All a while you are blinded by what you see, hear and know about me,
But you still haven't asked me why,
Why i close my eyes,
What causes me to say the things i say,
What hurts me deeply,
You simply can't
Because you actually do not know whether my heart is there or not.

EYES OPEN

Eye lids pacing north and south,

The hour which renders i sight numb,

The last thought to whom i hold dearly,

Slipping away like dusk's' pale face,

The architect of words with faces,

Yet the foundations of those that share my insanity stand but shaky.

I stretch the eye lid of my mind wider,

There i find hearts shapeless,

I laugh in painful sadness,

For often we vex our on.

Tears of the Sky

Clouds heavy,

The hour to which i dreadfully admire has but come,

Water broken,

Breathe carrying misty jewels,

Restlessly roaming the firmament bed,

Soft pelvic muscles intransigent,

Face pale, stretched pupil with soared sunken eyes,

Widely spread legs,

When I eyes meet the hole to whom many are betrayed,

Blood like cascades falling,

Mumbling words with a voice hoarse,

Screams she,

And with one big push,

She expels babies,

Dropping upon me with ceaseless cries,

I am sadly happy,

For once again,

The rain washes away i last memory,

Leaving i with cold wetness,

That causes i to yearn for warmth.

BEYOND EYES

Her sweet eyes gently poking i eyes,

Slowly and swiftly i drown,

In pitch blue madness.



Mind forms wings,

Which carry i to beautiful,

A place where only the deaf hear,



Like the weather of Githurai

She warms i with sunset nipples,

I heart stands erect.

She carress i with nude wind,

Causing i to thirst for her skin.



Her sight give i painful pleasure,

Her toes quench i thirst with admiration,

This moment forever chokes i past,

That when i eyes shut at dusk,

Beyond the eyes is Dafur whispering

Telling i how much she loves i.