Mama
You made me archive all i have,

Mama
You made me walk though it was as hard as I cant tell,

Mama
You made me learn to put food in my mouth ,

Mama
The power of speech i have now is  because of you,

Mama
You made me love people and its great importance,

Mama
You made me respect my self and others for a reason I could not tell,

Mama
Where I am now is  because i had a mother,

Mama
I will be by your side also as you did in my childhood,

Mama
Now that I am old  i must positively revenge for all your deeds Mama.
        
                              By AINAMANI JOASH

He never thought it right
Before it was right
Because the real reality
Was not yet found.

She comes ,talks to him
With the respect he thinks he Deserves yet he does not imagine It at one time happening.

He feels her heart's melody
Deep into his eardrums
He feels her palms have been
in a butter tin a minute ago

His ****** desires Are done after her smile gets out of its shell.
Later distressed
when the reality is a dream.
  
            BY Ainamani Joash

I am never respected at any level,
Not seen to be of any importance,
Not even to have any impact,
But begged in a given season.

I am seasonally respected,
Seen to be of importance at times,
Seen to be with impact some times,
But only in my season.

I am so poor,
A ladder to riches for many others,
I lack every thing that should be mine,
But get some few only during my season.

I am only remembered for the sake,
Some of my requests worked upon some times,
But with my strong tool of a vote,
I hope to change this in this in the short coming  season.
       By Ainamani Joash