Alexander K Opicho (Eldoret, Kenya;aopicho@yahoo.com)
As young as you are and beautiful as you do You want to **** yourself, why my dear love? Drop that suicide idea for it’s not godly It is devilish in origin emanating from the baseness Of you unguarded consciounsseness Don’t **** yourself today for tomorrow is yours Days to come are desperately the protégés Of the power in your beauty and vastness of your life It is only today that a snag has popped up in the tumbler of your life But like foamish bubble it is bound to go, go and leave you free It is in the wise orderliness of natural reality that you endure today Challenges, tribulations and trial-some conditions that you are seeing But my dear queen, accept them all breathe in deep and look yonder Behold the robust life in your bust in the blessed land That will nurse plummage of your glory and the helm of your purpose, Ignore them all that have condemned you to trauma All of them ignore them, be they whatsoever they are ; Poverty Race Colour Gender Tribe Loss Mayhem Deformity Shame Rape Crime Love Disease Job Toxic friends Marriage Ignore them all, they are only lemonizig you Because they are not the chief purpose of your life If you **** yourself because of them You would have duferishly goofed Because they are not what you were born for Your own turf is coming tomorrow Kindly drop the tools of suicide from your hands And wait for them they will come tomorrow It is not far, only one night to come.