Is there more that I can do?
Tell me that I may hear
I will readily do that
Sacrifice all to do it
Open up girl to my pleas
And respond that I may know.

Not less than four letters
Have I jotted in a row
All in the name of love
Have you ignored it?
Please don’t
And if you have,
Do not keep it in your heart
Respond that I may know.

Do not keep me any longer
In the painful suspense
Poised between rocks of anxiety
Finding the delay irksome
Itching for something to happen
That you will let me know
What you think of me girl

Is there anything
That I as a man have not promised?
Paradise, Heaven, Stars, full moon
And even the rainbow
Haven’t I girl?
I now promise you my love
But do you promise yours?
Respond please that I may know.

I saw a very old woman out in the cold
There was rain
There was a hyena
Eager to take a piece of her
And she cried out feebly for help
And she was answered
Or rather she now had company
A red-eyed and horned monster

It trampled on the only hope she had:
The feeble voice
Muted like a zombie
And the beast
Coughed out a fire of destruction
Breathed immobility in her
To eager but not quite able
To lick away her life as well.

Helpless, rejected and dejected too
Talk of desolation and poverty
Never again back to her land
Her only inheritance; and heritage too
The woman dies of hunger and disease
The monster wags its tail in joy
Then turns back and leaves her
Unburied, unattended, unmourned
Left her for the hyena to do the rest.

My hair stood on end
And I strongly felt my pride bend
I was afraid you could hear
As my poor heart beat frantically with fear
That I would not please you
That you would overlook me
On that first day I saw you.

Walking in springy steps like a fairy
And wearing a smile that melt my heart
Met in a handshake,
Felt the tender touch
I still couldn’t out make;
“Aren’t you hugging me?” Ouch!
On that first day I saw you.

Hoped that the handshake
Will go above the elbow
Felt my mansion of desires going loose
My submarine of hopes going afloat
My dove of love on the shove
On that first day I saw you my love.

You feel threatened
That university is my institution
And high school yours
Should it happen that;
Angels dropped from the blue heavens
To spark this hearty passion
Then you are my angel
And if queens descended
From the medieval times of Vikings
To rule our hearts with roses
You are the queen of my heart
So if the case be that;
The highest institution of learning
Flowered ones to be treasured
You are my campus girl
And should you think you are not,
I have declared you one.

Down the dangerously steep mountains
She powerfully gurgles down
Clear and powerful
And ultimately into the sprawling Mwea plains
And though out of the steep
Still deliver her intimate brand
Of current flow power.

Sneaking silently around the curves
Bending towards her destiny
She now only whispers
A low murmur of liquid advice
“Please don’t
Defy, misuse or pollute me
For I love you
That’s why I came”

And I love to admire
The immense beauty of her flow
Old yet powerful
Her steps gaily like a fairy
And her ***** a mass of turbulence
Her valley heavy with vegetation
A forest out of a scary fairy tale.

But I love to watch her
Slim body
Snaking to the direction of the *****
The dance of white foams in the current
As she churns her way to the coast
Releasing a cold radiation
A caressing chill
The beauty of her source
The snow-capped lofty mountains
I can only give my love to you
To you my darling
That can only be
River Nyamindi.

Who is this that he talks about?
That has ran his mind fantasizing
This that makes him write
Passionate love poems
When he should be concentrating on his lessons
His classes have become second
After this angels that he speaks about
Who is she?
It is you.

Why doesn’t he tell us frankly?
Who she really is?
She who he loves so
That it makes the others envious
Of such deep love
From the bottom of a man’s heart
Blessed be you girl
That is whoever you are;
But it is you.

Smile girl with the angelic face
Give all of us a show
Let us see what the poet says
How true it is
You who I say that my soul craves for
And my heart all extended to
Smile dear smile
And stop to pretend that you do not know
That it is you.

I call you my first lady
But it is you daughter of the moon
You that compete for beauty with Venus
The goddess of it all
Let the sun stop as a witness
Of how much I love you
And I will call out the rainbow
Write on it for the whole world to see
“My love belongs to you”
To you my dear.

Before my tender lungs
Have known an inflow of breath
Or my eyes seen
The beauty of the daylight
Before I have come to know
The Taste of Colostrum
And before my new skin received
The caressing warmth of the sun,
Mama,
You have handed me
An illegal gate pass
Past the birth canal
Shattered my candid destiny
The president of the land
Flushed out your liberation
From the ******* of poverty
And fangs of disease.