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Body I slept,so I dreamt
I grew wings
my wings couldn't fly me
my best ideas couldn't hatch
my had work couldn't produce excellence
my steps could carry me anywhere
but all of a sudden
a whirling wind came
shook me and I shivered
my wings opened
it lifts me,
and I sore higher
my ideas hatched
my prayers were answered
out of despair to greatness.
Always fighting to please my boss in cheers,
My eyelids were flaccid
Having poured tears for long
My only shirt was tasty
Salty for my tears,
My weak posture betrayed me,
Where third parties were,
He could force threads of concern,
"Are you okay?"
Not just uttering but in a soothing caring language,
It wasn't concern but to please guests,
"No,I contracted malaria."
I had to save his good nature,
And imagine in all my honesty,
He overworked me,
His tummy needed my food
His fields needed my weeding,
His cows needed my milking,
But worst,
HIS **** NEEDED MY *****
Yet in all these,
He had a wife,
He chased his shamba boy,to add mine salary
Which was a top up of my day's meals.
In all,I stood against poverty,
And tailored my life.
Always fighting to please my boss in cheers,
My eyelids were flaccid
Having poured tears for long
My only shirt was tasty
Salty for my tears,
My weak posture betrayed me,
Where third parties were,
He could force threads of concern,
"Are you okay?"
Not just uttering but in a soothing caring language,
It wasn't concern but to please guests,
"No,I contracted malaria."
I had to save his good nature,
And imagine in all my honesty,
He overworked me,
His tummy needed my food
His fields needed my weeding,
His cows needed my milking,
But worst,
HIS **** NEEDED MY *****
Yet in all these,
He had a wife,
He chased his shamba boy,to add mine salary
Which was a top up of my day's meals.
In all,I stood against poverty,
And tailored my life.
Body I am a butterfly
Only that I don't fly
I undergo metamorphosis
Under constant change and transformation
I grow day in day out
I was an egg
Then a boy,
Crawling like a caterpillar
I turned a butterfly
And beautified with lines
And phrases of poetry
I am a butterfly that can't fly.
SOCIAL POINTS
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I am a fly
there can be nothing more than you know I can tell you,
but your presence can make me remind you something you are forgetting.
there can't be nothing new I post,
but your presence remind me great friendship,
there can't be nothing good I bring forward ,
but your presence decorates the bad I post.
I've never thought before to say thank you,
but for your liking this page have not been hindered,
in total humility ,
allow me say this,
thank you for visiting this page,
and continue being with me,
I value our God given friendship.
your presence counts a lot.
Everything I do is destructive
Nothing I say is constructive
You always see a destructor
In me, not single a constructor.

The day you were my great friend
You talked of great a trend
In me was a super brand
A hill touching the clouds,I stood.

I haven't changed
I am the one you used to know,
Everything I used to do is what I do,
You hold no water to accuse me.
You forgot that you used to praise me,now when you make false accusation at my back
the day you left ,
grief knocked at the door.
the moments we used to share
which were golden ,
have brought me tears ,
because they linger in my small memory.
to be true ,i think of nothing else,
i , at times try to avoid thinking about you,
but all is in vain.
the music is tasteless without you,
your stories were soothing,
i loved your dimples,
i loved your physic ,and everything...
you were such a nice darling. ..
i miss you and i need you,
i am enough of nostalgia,
kindly,forget the past ,
and come back home,
i still love you.
© Kirui Cheruiyot
From the heart
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