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Two great minds
On each other they land
Each never knew the other
But they fought each other
The secret was kept
Not to let unconscious conscious
So there were two men
One a poacher
The other trader.

Trader:my friend, make me a sword,
My honey I give in return.
Poacher:ok,let us meet tomorrow.
(They part)
The trader was a liar
The poacher was a cheat
The day came
Each sent a boy to pick the items
Trader:(sent soil,smeared by honey,)
Received a wood carefully
Chopped and a sword
It looked.
Caught amazed
Just laughed at himself
Pocher:(sent the "sword")
Received the "honey"
Caught amused
Laugh at the haux
...
Again,
The poacher invite the trader
They go poach
The day was set
And it came,off they set
The bush rough,
Grass wet,
Poach on the lead!
Poach:(seeing an angry beast,)
My friend,the coarse has
Turned rough,come lead this
Shrubby path!
Trader:is it ***** or thorny?
Poach: *****!
Trader:I lead we go back home,turn
And follow me!
They went back home
The danger was evaded.
The liar and the cheat were clever.
The trader invited the poach
Come for this honey
we got to harvest
And he came
Trader:(climbs the tree,he realises
that there was a big snake
inside)
My friend,the bees are fierce
Come help me.
Pocher:is it smooth or sticky?
Trader:smooth my friend!
Poacher: come we go,we have to set
another day then
The clever men went home save
The liar lost,the cheat lost
They were clever.
The cheat invited the liar,
Come home for a meal!
That day he drank a cow!
And the friend arrived
A heavy lunch then,
Poacher:I have a problem,for years
This my cow has been sick!
What kind of sickness
This can be?
Trader:(taking his time,'staggering?')
If cows could take alcohol
I can say this one is drank!
......
The men laughed jointly
And the wisdom minds
Got them by surprise.

The liar and the cheater
Were the best wisdom
Of the time
Gratitude my culture a story
A song from a recognised kalenjin
Singer!
Phrases added!
Up the ladder?
Be careful
A million are dying to climb
Some are wishing to pull you down
Many would wish that you fall
A sincere heart,rare though,is wishing you the best

If you are a celeb
Be careful
For in anger
You sacrifice a fan
And
Not enough though
Influence ignites
Influence against not for!

Wall cracking?
Don't share that story
Your enemy knows that .
Just correct and by surprise,
You get them off the odds!
They will fall,
To a folly trap
In your wisdom

Receiving curses ?
Reply good
Let people read none sense
In your sense
Be thankful for you will hurt them
They missed a point
They wanted a figtht ?
Give them peace !
They fail their mission

If life give you thousand odds
But only one reason good
Cling to the one
Linger the one in mind
Refuse the odds
And your missions
Will never fail.

Slow is the pace
Speed can be a mess
Care is the virtue!
To my friends
Correct me where necessary ...
Over message or comment box
I will appreciate !!!
I was a model of a humble mother
My father thought me humility
"My son, run away!"
My mother told me.
"Do not sit,with the proud,son,
Rough they will make you
Careless you become
'I am sorry',you forget"
Father talked to  me.
My teachers were humble
"Do not be rushy,
Do not make rushy decisions!"
I Respect Mr KORIR GILBERT,
Wherever.
I came from humble Background's

Now I feel sorry
When I see you big friends,
Fighting over this expansive cite
Instead of making poetry grow
You spoil our moods
We laugh no more
We just hide anger
I hope this place isn't for such
Let's cool down
Let's not fight over here

Read my next poem!
Boyon kipkolaj sambu
Old granny in hat
Boyot kipogeny
Old granny lived long ago
Kiam munyung ab ngwony
He ate salts of the earth
Kisigunen tengekto nyin
He was saved from his sins
Ak koyan kiplelajek
He believed the whites
Konyon somanet
He accepted education
Koit ngomnotet
Knowledge came
Krbagach tumotet
He left tobacco plantations
Boyondoni kogingom
This granny was clever
Kiisib tiendo
He kept the song
Mometo bitenyin
He never dropped his culture
Bitet neanyin kot
A sweet culture
Kingom boyondoni
This granny was clever
Kongoi oboyon!
Thank you granny!
My culture ,Bitenyun
I think I am smart
I am good for art
I should go before a mirror!

Many times look
Turning and turning
Around and once again

I am content
I must be a spice
To make it a day!

I thought !
One,two ....thousand ,million
Agh!

Is it the call I received?!
The cite I visited?!
I was worried.

"Hey son,
Fear not,
It is the science of reflection ,
The mirror before you
Is broken!

My day was ruined!
The fear that creep
Is unknown,
From your absentmindedness
Kindly consult
I am a crescent
                  Who adds me?
       That we make
                          a full moon!
Half people search better half
Three quarter search better quarter
Crescent search better ........
Fill the gap for me.
Today,
I am here to read
Not
To write,
So
Keep your pieces
Updated
I will write mine
The
Whole tomorrow!
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