Dear Father
Just because I am a girl doesn't mean I'm not human like you
I am and special, maybe more special than you
so first stop calling me names because I'm subject to my emotions
first work and buy me the necessities, the sanitary pads
before arguments about whether I smell during my periods spring
first change the system,that which promotes my rights bring
first abandon alcohol for it's the reason for the violence and fights
first realise that I am my own person with my own dreams
for we all can't be doctors, we all can't be engineers,
we all can't flow with the streams
first realise I hope to be first female President of this pearl
first recognise that time and again my hair may need a little curl
first remind my Aunt to give me the *** education
after all educating me is educating a nation
first treat mother like a human and not a slave
first think like a man and act like a woman rather than a tsunami wave
first mind about how I'm relating with my school teacher
because now is the bridge that leads to my long awaited future
first help sort out the political climate, it is too hot
Help the country be what it should be instead of expecting me to be who I'm not
first tell the insurgents and the government to put down arms
for it seems they cannot see how terribly this war thing harms
they can't see I'm ***** and bearing sceptic wounds which may never scar
first tell the fat belly friend of yours that
when I'm through with my studies I'll afford my own car
first urge the concerned to put up good schools near
so that I won't have to ride this far in the dark filled with fear
first engage in advising my school to provide us with meals
it will mean you finally understand that hunger kills
first work your fingers to the bone, don't leave it for mother alone
to provide the privilege of waking to comfortable beddings at dawn
first start believing in me as you believe in my brothers
rather than wallow in the mistakes of the forefathers
first understand me before you start pointing fingers
first get me a treated mosquito net and shoes to escape the jiggers
first do your part and I promise I will do mine
first be a father & friend then, I know everything will be fine

some things were dreams until we met
and were stars far away in outta space
I was a heart drowning in self hate
one that only went by life's own pace
some things were stones before you informed me they were precious
I was a labyrinth, too complex a puzzle for I to decipher
I wasn't anything beyond Hosiana Ignatius
stuck at the red sea of my existence till you became my divider
I was a million shades of total confusion and despair
some things were fantasy like finding a healer
for I was mirrors crushed into grainy pieces,shattered beyond repair
yet you stole my trance with alcoholic efficiency like tequila
*some things were not for me, I was a rose flower growing in the wild
till you held my soul with tenderness,more of a mother holding her child

She snored like a stuffed pig
and he so much hated it
but every time he remembered
her breathtaking smile, he cared less
about how loud she actually snored  
because the perfection in the joyful stretch
of her ****** muscles in juxtaposition
to the snore not only reminded him about the vows
" For better for worse" but also that every blessing had a curse
and people were really two faced like the coins
and we decide which face we see when we flip
he knew there's a dark side to even the most twinkling star
just like there was no beautiful one without a scar
what mattered was he chose her and she chose him
and once he realised that life wasn't as hard as it may seem
the snores suddenly turned into sweet lullaby
that he badly missed them the moment
she phoned and confessed she couldn't make it home
silence felt worse than the snores had ever felt
it was a torment the moment he placed down the phone
he hated it and whenever she was away he would die
in longing for the completeness of her lovely imperfection
he ached, tossed and turned trying to find her in the void
just like he did when they'd just married due to her snore
only this time it was because of true affection
he badly missed her, an irony he just couldn't ignore

Last night was hard for everyone, for all of us
The moon noticed your obvious absence and lit bright trying to trace you from every corner of  the universe
the stars were sad and they tried so hard to blink back their tears
even the nimbus clouds detected the heartbreaking melancholy
and tried to blanket them from the chilling cold of solitude
but the twinkling stars still struggled to peep through
the blanket cast between them and your absence
like little children afraid of the dark until the clouds gave up
for even they ,no matter how strong they pretended to be
the weight of despondence got the better of them
and they subsequently expressed their pain in burdened tears of rain
the roof tried to hold the tears from my unconscious sight
but my ears sadly caught the pattering sobs
darkness whispered some advise but my ears were too sad to hear
and my brain numbed by the scintillating thoughts about you
I tried to kick out the emptiness through listening to the radio
but my fingers were too frozen and weak to turn the ****
so I gave up and just sat quietly inside the net listening to a silence
whose eloquence was labyrinthine and discombobulating
because weaved within mosquitoes did their best to sing me a lullaby
but in anger I violently swatted as many and as many did die
it still was hell hot with my limpid Heart ice cold
yet I still hoped against all odds you would appear
I waited for you like Santa waiting for Christmas,
like anxious Jews waiting for the coming Messiah,
like the Mediterranean sea patiently waits for waters of the Nile,
like a Groom waits for his Bride as she walks across the isle,
I waited for you like a lass waiting for a Telenovela...
or a staunch catholic waiting for a positive eventuality to his Novena,
I waited like the minute hand waits for the second hand of the clock
like the dull pulse of the heart waits to happen after the loud one...
I waited for you like an insomniac waiting for sleep,
sadly sleep never came... so I gave up to wait for the next day
like the invisible sun through a night knowing in the dawn my voice
might reach you like beautiful rays and whisper
to the far that is near how I wish you were here
in a message right into your small pretty ears
I missed you like a baby misses its mother,desperately and in tears

I only endure the pain of missing you
and knowing I can't hug you because
I can't eat these miles twixt you and I
neither can I drink the vast Ocean dry

I bear the ache of yearning to hug you in vain
because the feeling is mutual, you feel my pain
it hurts like a boil but there's not much I can do
I guess it's the price I have to pay for loving you

and unlike the rest we no longer doubt our intension
so I ignore millions often gazing with clear admiration
blooming in their eyes, cause you'll always be my inspiration
and I'm determined to bear, no matter the duration

for you walked in when none was brave enough to dare
you broke down the walls I had built, with honest love and care

The past
is like first love, we met and it was the most beautiful thing
it was as wonderful as listening to the nightingale sing
she was not so Angelic but her heart was as vast as the Pacific
in that I could not help but dig her like a farmer
she had a slightly long pointed nose like rays at sunrise
with tomorrow as the promising sky blue beauty in her shiny eyes
in some sense she was a definition of true innocence
trust was in the delicious taste of our first and my longest kiss
she was a treasure I would die for before time happened
and the globe beneath us shifted as I dared to blink
things changed since, the romance and innocence was lost
the promises were broken, wounded I bled
and the scars have remained, they are a ghost
from a life I want forgotten, a life that's dead
the past is my ex,no matter how bad I want her back
it can't happen, and thus I must date the present

The present is the girl I can't avoid
She is just my consolation in the period of hopeless oscillation sometimes she's beautiful and most times she's ugly
she's close to someone I'd marry but she isn't the one
for she is always on the move, tick by tick
with her ruby lips that are over spiced by lipstick of anxiety
I love her or I think I do simply because she feeds the ***** of my esteem
and wets my dry lips of despair with her tasteless kisses
I **** her ******* of opportunities like a hungry puppy
I totally enjoy the moment, I know she won't last forever
after all I have my future to work for and she's somewhere
at the end of the road waiting to lay eyes on me
she's so tired of waiting to meet her soulmate

The future is the lady of my dreams
we haven't met yet but my mind has a vivid picture of her
she has a soft light skin, straight organised white teeth of responsibility
and dimples of uncertainty that dig deeper whenever she smiles
she has the qualities of a mother to my children but she's currently
bedding wrong people (laziness) and getting hurt
albeit we haven't met, whatever I do has an effect on our life together
she is blinding bright like the midday sun,
with a pony tail of destiny hanging down her back
she loves children more than I do and is desperate to have some
she's an Angel and thinking she might fly back to Heaven scares me
she loves me and I love her more even if we don't know each other
and when I meet her, she'll be tired of getting hurt
and trusting wrong people, she will not trust me easily
but I'll steadily build the trust with my loving future
she's the only one who can make me forget the past with her beauty
but sometimes I fear that's just an imagination
and she is actually as ugly as the marabou stock
with a coerce voice that will make me hate hearing her talk
she might be as black as charcoal and scary as unemployment
I'm afraid she might even be a ****** from the countryside
who doesn't know what kissing is let alone making love*

that's the thing about life, the past is
an Ex, the present is a loveless consolation of an affair
and the future the perfect soulmate we're not quite sure will find their way here

I am going to promise you nothing
I can't promise to walk with you forever, everyday
because life's too short, can't be certain I'll always be there
I won't promise you paradise when
I don't even know how that place looks like
I won't promise you comfort, it's not something we often find
It can't be all smiles,no, there'll be a tear
I won't promise to always face the monsters,sometimes I will fear
I can't promise I will never let go of us
even if you are in too deep and too dear
I can't promise I'll always hold you tight
Before I retire,how can I be so sure that I won't lose a fight
I won't promise you an umbrella each time it'll rain
some things we can't predict, they happen time and again
I can't promise I won't drive you crazy
there's a **** along the road I will be too distracted to see
and hit the breaks too late and you'll madly scream
"OMFG we could have died", you'll hate the bumpy ride
I can't promise I'll never break your Heart
what the Hell would I be thinking while promising you that
where would I find the guts to think you'll never get hurt?
I can't promise the road will always be straight
even rivers bend and you're not some fish I'm trying to bait
I can't promise it will always feel this awesome and perfect
we won't forever be together from Sunrise to Sunset
things will change, time is a continuum
I'm just stating facts,stuff that happens, don't be upset
Romance is a trip,we won't always have the money
that makes beginnings entertaining
we're now focused and looking forward to the adventure
imagining how colourful the ends of the promising rainbow are
wondering what awaits at every stop on our map
we've spined the globe, made up our minds and changed them
at the moment we're flexible, life's just a game
we can kick the ball this way and that way, we can afford to kiss all day
we're having a good time and it's tempting us to think we have control
I'm on the driving seat and I guide the wheels as you laugh
the car is filled with gasoline of faith and amour
crazy but I think you could kick Angels out of a beauty contest,
your heartbeat is loud enough, especially since I'm listening
and my ears are still vibrant because the centrepiece is still in place
they haven't been deafened by the many love songs we're going to play
and the wax of doubt that will collect in them overtime
the centrepiece will be eaten by termites of familiarity
and guess what, things will start falling apart
our feet are still clean,we cannot predict the dust they shall gather
the perfumes are still fresh on our Suits like the antiperspirants.
the elevators will always work, we think,
not knowing someday we will even fail to find a ladder,how sad
the wings of now, the hot *** that sends us sky high
comes with the chains of tomorrow,the responsibilities
the kids who'll make us careful while rolling in the hay and exasperated
and we'll forget the pleasures, thinking romance is exaggerated
when our minds are blocked by their wrangles and cry
that's the perspiration, that's when the muscles will start aching
that's when our freshness will be lost and we'll stink
the adventure will **** and the love left will all be but faking
Love is just a song, yes let's enjoy it while it's still hitting the waves
time comes when it'll be like the desolate Dead in their cracking graves
I'm not saying we shouldn't enjoy the moment, no
all I'm saying is we shouldn't count on the moment lasting forever
and forget the challenges awaiting at the end of the honeymoon
the burning sun at noon, the dark side of the moon
I'm not saying we shouldn't kiss violently till our young lips bleed
we should,we should feast on the moment with greed
after all nothing can stop karma from taking the lead
let's fulfill all our youthful adventurous need
let's smell the flowers before they wilt and lose their scent
explore the jungles and know how it feels like spending a night in a tent
Let's dangerously walk along the edge of the world, on the fringes
let's vigorously open new doors whilst many still bear rustless hinges
let's drink till we can not remember our names
wines and even the millet brew while our youth carries its fatal flames
for a time will come when these smooth skins shall be tucked
and these two magnetic Hearts will be ******
I just can't promise simply because now feels worth forever
happily ever after is a sugar coated and tasking endeavour
I am going to promise nothing, nothing is enough
nothing will ever be,my dear, nothing lasts forever
But I Love you forever,in case forever's a metaphor for now

Can't be sad that I have no Easter poem, the bible says it all
that whence He died, He died for my Soul
He took beatings, insults and all sorts of pains
including crowning with thorns to free my chains
He carried a cross in shame whipped by scorn and hate
just so you and me could have tickets to Heaven,He changed our fate
He stood up each time the weight got Him succumbing to gravity
because He knew we ain't no Devil's property
He even descended into the hades,it was no fairy tale
and that way we all, to go to paradise won't have to go through Hell
He beat the Devil in many ways including the forty days
when the cunning lad tried to tempt Him with Earthly praise and raise
At the Gardens in Gethsemane whilst the disciples slept He bled
and didn't end there,on the third day He rose fresh from the dead
ask me not how I gained from Jesus' suffering death and resurrection
for it's beyond measure, it's as miraculous as the transfiguration
but my lesson besides the gain is that I can overcome pain
that no matter how steep the hills may seem there's always a plain
that even when all hope is gone there's a third day to rise
that the devil is out there in the desert, I should always shine my eyes
He taught me that those who crown us with thorns don't define who we are
We're kings and Authors of our stories, different from what they claim by far
Jesus taught us to forgive the Judas and the Peters
We shouldn't forsake them just because they looked on while the world beat us
that while on my cross,some are going to give me inspirational talk
sincerely while others are just going to satirise and mock
that there are still good people in this world who can help me with my load
Just like Simon of Cyrene lifted the cross that burdened my lord
I just have to let them in, a crowd of adversaries can't lack a friend
He reminded me that in this world I am but a visitor
you should always remember this even after Easter
so many lessons there are but mostly, that death is not the end

When did I grow so old
Why wasn't I ever told
till nature did mould
these nephews and Nieces
who deserve only warm hugs and kisses?
When did innocence
start trickling drop by drop
Until the entire next
generation seems already catered for
It was just yesterday, I was a child
A wreck less one and wild
but didn't understand why
when the overall solution was my cry
all in all I am glad to have witnessed
such trueness and a honest smile
it's like the sweetest thing by a mile
like a masterpiece of dawn in crayon
so beautiful was the day spent with baby Ryan
May you live to plant the generation after
and to spread the honest joy and laughter
Love you pretty little twit...
so young yet filled with wit and sweet

Must we wait for stars when our love seems enough to light the way
can't we be moons for the nights, shall we keep waiting for the day?
are we going to enjoy the beams from our eyes
or just remain poles apart longing for the moment beaming sun will rise?
must we always wait for sleep  just so we finally dream
can't we conciously dare to dream about letting our passion scream?
shall we wait for Oceans to dry,can't we build bridges
will the door of our affinity last that long on these rusty hinges?
are we enough for each other or are we going to hunger and thirst
won't we question us all the time or will we completely count on our trust?
Won't we crumble and stumble in the dark caves and stormy waves
will we stick together even when karma turns us to slaves?
must we wait for the saddened birds to sing their songs
can't our hearts sing in appreciation of finding where they belong?
won't we keep dreaming of finding a better place to live in
if we can't make a better place of the historical cities within?
will we forgive each other when we make mistakes
won't our humanity and faults determine the long this takes?
why wait for the joys to write poetry and stories of romance
can't we pen every dance, delightful or sad by any chance
Can't we do everything it takes to be closer than this
shall wishes be our embrace and virtually flying forever our kiss?
will we be able to endure the long while we only have us at Heart
until it's no longer like that, until we cease to be oceans apart?
can we always press restart when we pause and when we hurt
won't we fail to pick up, and at the first fall this love might depart?
must we wait till we have enough cash to own mansions and yacht
can't we find content in the little,in starting together from scratch?
will we hike up the hill together, toil and sweat for the fruits
shall another remain down the foot and look on as one perspires?
will we extinguish our flames or just embrace the burning desires
shall we seal the cracks,won't we look on whilst
they tear further into canyons and consequently mute the lutes?
must we wait for the mango of our attraction to ripen
shouldn't we peel the bitter Exocarp and with salt eat the endocarp raw?
can't we make the best of the opportunities that are open
instead of looking on at the flowers of us waiting for them to grow?
must we wait to follow in the footprints of tales of true love
can't we just pave a way to a new plot ,one we deserve?
must we painfully wait for the engagement ring to decide
shouldn't we be jumping onto the motorboat of life and enjoying the ride?

She's been all between now and then
the only product between mind and pen
she's been the etched pleasure out of pain
the phantom time and again
but now here you are seated right at the centre
taking over the ink and content on the canvas
how did you go past the shields and manage to enter
how did you find the core, who gave you the campus?
she was the dark cloud that hovers overhead
the priceless yet killing ache
an infested wound in the million times I bled
she was the goodbye that was hard to take
*the only reality I knew,a bitter sweet true lie
until you came and taught me how to wave goodbye

Don't let them know about us
Don't tell a single soul, none of them all
because if you tell the moon, she will eventually
whisper all of it to the eavesdropping night
if you tell the Sun,he will rise with the itch and throw it in the light
and world will paint a rainbow of melancholy over our delight
tell not your enemy and trust not your closest friend
for you can not tell the boulevard that'll lead our story to the end
don't tell the stars albeit with innocence they twinkle,
they shouldn't see us gracefully embrace even after we wrinkle
Don't tell the clouds, they might cease to cry
yet a prolonged absence of rain tempts universe to question why
if you tell the trees, they might say something to the wind
and once the wind knows half the world will know
tell not birds in the sky, it'll be a verse in the dawn chorus
sung for the sleepy but listening ears, meaning a disaster for us
don't trust red hot charcoal comb roosters, they also crow
we only need us for the flowers of our romance to grow
don't trust the promising mouths that are soft spoken
you can't trust what they say after all promises can be broken
don't trust the river, she will carry it like sludge to the Sea
displaying to the world the romance it thinks fantasy
even writing poems and or painting a picture
would be risking wrecking the one bridge to a serene future
don't trust Facebook or twitter, call me premature
can't help thinking trusting them would be a big mistake, can't be sure
call me paranoid, I just can't stop me from feeling insecure
I know you want them to beware you found,
I hear you loud and clear in the silence of your choking sound
you want them to know that you're no longer lonely
but I'm afraid they're only comfortable when you're hurting
and might do whatever it takes to see us parting
I'm not ready to feel us crash and break apart or hurt
I can't even stand contemplating another start,with you and I apart
don't trust their smiles, we've come so far,thousands of miles
let's live like the world isn't here, let's respect my fears
we might welcome them and they'll only interfere
you're a secret that should only be told to forever,my endless affinity
is a spring that I really trust is bound for eternity
let's not welcome so many feet to the gardens of our romance
the flowers might never blossom, let's not return our fate into palms of chance
tell none, two is a couple, three can start a fire and fuel a fight
don't tell the moon, she's so close to the night,
don't trust the sun,he wont keep it from the light

the rest of my short life will be spent
appreciating your picturesque glow
just like the moon has endured centuries
hailing the splendour of the sun

A lie we told each other
just so we could push on
a little further

Fall in the Ocean, don't fall in love
you may forget how drowning felt like
but you simply can't ignore the ache of
a cracked heart or its shards decorating the floor
sharp pieces that you'll step on and wounds reopen
pieces which will clatter from deep within
to echo the despair especially when you're beyond repair
jump off a cliff and fracture, broken bones heal
fractured Hearts seldom truly find healing,it's chilling
when you place support about it but nothing changes
and the more you organise your splintered heart
the further apart it crumbles and breaks apart
fall in Hell, the devils and monsters can be exorcised
but the monsters of a dead romance never leave
they taunt and haunt with voices whispering in your head
and drug you through a living Hell that's eternal
fall in acid, not a single piece of you'll be left behind
love'll rip and have your pieces wandering blind
fall in an abyss or the darkest deepest pit
someone might find you,you'll wash off the ****
but Love'll rob your sanity for it's mind impairing
it'll take away your radars, disorient your bearing
fall from the sky, your entire existence will splatter
falling in love will deny you your esteem and have you stutter
fall off a bicycle, you'll get up,dust yourself and ride
in love you'll live your life like you've died
climb one and jump, there's less pain falling off a tree
unlike the fantasy of love that chains and never sets you free
fall in the Sea, the sharks'll leave nothing for the world to see
love will bewilder you through an endless cyclonic ecstasy
it's worse compared to being once and for all torn by jaws
which takes you to oblivion where lives no feeling of loss
fall for anything else, fall for drugs and addiction
love is a blade that'll never cease making its incision
fall for wines and whiskeys,or any adulterated concoction
my broken heart thinks all but falling in love a far better decision
when you're out there searching for whatever you deserve
embrace all else your heart desires, all else but love

create the longest
distance twixt hearts in Love
and sometimes they never bridge
from the far apart they're torn
they never fall back close,
the deep canyons of doubt can't let them
no matter how bravely they fight
however much they try they can't hold tight
lies are thieves who rob the spark
wound and leave their mark
one that may mean a forever
without return to together