i was born with a scent
of wild flowers in the air,
the smell of wood-fires,
and the cooking ***
I was born to be proud
of the blacked badge
of my skin.

my first tears flowed
from the sting of smoke
from the pain of the thorns
in my naked small feet.

How i hated , at first
the long hours, herding cattles
Shift_But i loved the hills
And the river-when it gave me  fish!

i learned to listen
To the song of birds
To watch the colours
of down and sunset
I learn to love
The land that gave me
my own black badge
The badge of Africa

Alexander K Opicho
(Eldoret, Kenya;aopicho@yahoo.com)

Once upon a time in the city of Omurate
In the southern part of Ethiopia
Omurate that is on Ethiopian boundary with Kenya
There were two prosperous animal families
Living side by side as good neighbours
in glory and pomp of riches
Each family was ostensibly rich
And rambunctious in social styles
They were the families of African rat family
And the Jewish cat family; the city belonged to them
They all enjoyed stocks of desert scorpions from Todanyang
From the savanna desert of Northern Kenya,
The two families also enjoyed to feed on desert locusts
On which they regularly fed without food squabbles
                               Locust themselves they flew from Lowarang to Omurate
From Lowarang a desert region in Kenya, to their city of Omurate
Sometimes the Jewish cat family enjoyed an extra dish
In form of puff adder flesh, especially the steak of the puff adder muscle
Puff adder were cheaply available in plenty at the lakeshore,
Lakeshores of Lake Turkana
At point which river Ormo enters into Lake Turkana
So the cat was happy and relaxed
Even it rarely mewed,  
Neighbours never often heard its mewing sound
The rat also enjoyed plenty of milk with no strain
Easily gotten from the rustled cattles
Cattle rustled by the Merilee; a warrior tribe in Omurate.

That day the cat had gulped milk since morning
Even its stomach was bulging
Like that of Kenyan state officer
The rat had milk all over the house
In the kitchen, milk allover
In the sitting room, milk in abundance
In the wash, room milk all through
On the bed, milk and stuffs of milk
The rat was bored with nothing to be enticed
Sometimes plenty of milk can become a bother
The rat mused to itself in foolish African empathy
That may be the cat is starving in pangs of hunger
With nothing to drink, or may be it has no milk
When the milk is rotting here in my house
It is un-African for food to rot in your house
When the neighbour’s belly is not full,
On these thoughts the rat washed its legs, and hands
Finished up with its face,
Put on its white short trouser and a green top
It stuffed its tail inside its white short trouser,
The rat poured milk into two pots,
each *** was full to the brim
It carried one in its left hand
And balanced another on its head
In its right hand was an African walking stick
For the elders known as Pakora
The rat took off to the home of the cat
In full feat of animal love and philanthropy
Whistling its favourite poem;
An Ode to a good neighbour,
Walking carefully lest it spills brimful milk,
It entered into the house of the cat without haste
Neither knocking nor waiting to be told come in
In that spectacular charisma of a good neighbour,
When the cat saw the rat it giggled two short giggles
And almost got choked by indecision
For it had been long since this happened,
Since the cat had dine on milk leave alone rat meat
The rat said to the Jewish cat that my brother
Have milk I have brought for you
Have it and sip here it is; the real milk,
In devilish calmness the cat told the rat;
Put it for me on the table, thank you,
But my friend Mr. rat don’t go away; there is more
More for you to help me in addition to milk,
Continue my brother Mr. Cat, how can I help you?
Don’t call me your brother; bursted the cat,
For it is long since I ate the rat meat
And you know rat meat is our stable food
In a frenetic feat of powerlessness the rat was confused
In attempt to save itself
it pleaded that my dear elder, I was
Only having plenty of milk in my house
And to us African rats, it is a taboo
To have a lot of food in your house
When the neighbour’s belly is not full
So I only brought you the present of Milk
Please have it and drink,
Without taciturnity the Cat retorted in persistence;
I know and I am thankful for your good manners
But remember with us Jewish cats it is heinous sin
Forget of a taboo, it is blasphemy against the living
God for one of us to leave the rat free from our house
For you rats are the only stable and kosher food God blessed for us
The Jewish rat family all over the world
So shut up your mandibles, I am to eat you first
Then I will take milk later as a relish.

With its herculean paw the cat crushed the rat
With mighty of the leopard culture
Throwing away the white trouser
And green top from the torso of the rat
The cat ate the rat with voracity of the devil
After which it punctuated its mid day appetite
With slow and relaxed sipping of milk
Slowly and slowly as it felt its internal greatness
And hence the African proverbial cry that;
Behold foolish angst kills the African rat!

Cattle’s rear by men
Ask for less yes grass and water
Fulani herdsmen in my country
Agitates for too much for their cattle’s  
Their taste for human blood
70 gallons the last they drank
And innocent yokes of unborn fetus
Sat there my over 70 president
His hand fastened to his chin
All he can do is chew his cud
And cows coup and cheerfully moo
If we all die who will eat their beef
I can smell the blood of my brother
Wasted on the map of Nigeria
Do you find rest in the Aso Rock
While many continue to die in cold blood

KUVAR

haikus
sheeps and cattles
eating grassesss

We rip through bulletproof vest
Expose meat on your chest
Curved like a crest since my adolescent
I was made for the battle snappin' rattles herd em in like cattles death to enemies who tattle?
My wordsmith be sharper than a barber blade sliced then fade this is a takeway
Like tom hanks they the get the cast away
Casket I means on display so bump the negativity
When me and Mac come through ya know how we do
Rip through vocals and spinal chords
Mortal combat bloat em like snorlax stuff em like kotex give em a klennex
Cuz they bleeding from they neck
Like an attack from Black Dracula
Rhymes spectacular connect with my vernacular
I be the rappin' consular eat em up like jentacular
braille em like macular
Once the ******* rhymes they embrace saccular
Knock amateurs yo Mac diesel we too ******* for em
Its the aeon of seclorum rhyming in foursomes me myself and I and the universe connectin' durums
Sound the drums the wars is coming techs is humming you can see the pain dumped in
Hearts exposed from sin tacklin' the uncontrollable djinn'
Huh I was made from within
A spiritual divine giving cursed inside a blessing
Flash minds like a bang from a Smith and Wesson
Hope these critics learning they lesson
Im a king with the five point stetson
Turn fakes emcees into a depression
Causing aggression make em change directions
Persona skills pursuing pressing with my intellectual weapons
Takin' souls captive addendum to my collection it was destined
I give em mercy once began intercessions
Whoaaaa!!!

•I do not seek a wife

•to fetch and carry

•to cook and scrub

•to slave under my roof

•oh future wife,I want to wed

•because I love

•and I seek a life companion

•I seek a friend in need

•to pay your bride price would be to buy 1000 cattles for alms

•when we are wed

•You shall not walk

•you shall not baffle

•together we shall sit at table

•in a comfortable chair

•and eat

•with our fingers or spoon

•as we feed each other

•when I walk beside you in the street

•with your hands on my shoulders

•and my hands on yours

•side by side

•arm in arm

•just like Romeo and Juliet

•we can also pen down a romantic love story

•you would be my world

•my source of happiness

•motivator

•the way I'm glued to you

•nothing and I repeat nothing

•would seperate me from you

•even death should find a resting place

•you're one of the purpose of my life and a priority

•and I will live to fulfill it

•I will neva keep you waiting!!*

            #Written by:
      *Jahmhiel YunG✍

wow!...this is hilarious

far from the madding crowd
pigs, sheeps cattles and goats
herd mentality, herd hysteria
deliciously deluded, seriously afflicted
total loss of contact with reality
poor pathetic crippled brains

grapevine buzzing, he's got fizz
hysteria occurs, quick, she's coming over,
attention all stations, deluded comprehension
deluded conclusion, deluded opposing actions
opposing actions, deluded pitiful commoners
they've got the jungle fever real bad

Turn off the hot water, everybody suffers
Don't make a sound, listen to all his actions
remember we are sabotaging, action stations
A man that went of his Mrs when faint moustache grew
Is now a man that like men, greatest absurdity in the world
Never mind, put men in his face, wow! ridiculous nonsense

Get the witless wordsmith on online
reel out usual mix of deluded fantasies
The confused confusing, dribbling and frothing writes
By drooling boneheads and mental patients incorps
We are opposing, sabotaging, obstructing and **** blocking
It's all in their heads, they've lost their minds and reasoning

Oh my God, the world has gone madest from mindless-tation
That old lady explains "they're more out than in" the asylum
The joke is, they have eggs on their faces again looking stupid
but they'll do it again, too deluded, too poisoned, too far gone
Peeping toms, watchers, listeners, street actors, all raving fools
I'll keep them on their toes and play with their stupidity

What a laugh, what a right carry-on, dingos at play
Somebody please restore their minds, this jokers are ridiculous
The truth is right before you, stated clearly not even in poetic terms
I ain't got no lover, ain't playing no games and I am as straight as a ****** spirit level.
Even a hint of moustache will put me off the prettiest woman
Man to man, god forbid never ever worth my consideration

Now you all go take your medication and get help with your ridiculous delusions. Honestly your behaviours are pathetic
even by common standards for mindless morons
Where's some dignity, when you all behave so stupidly
If your assessment is correct and real, you'll know if I want
to court a lady, I'll do it regardless and **** the consequences
You psychos mean nothing to me, you're cheap dull cowards

And in the scant arenas of ungracious limited
they mill and cavort in talentless skits
frailing adornments in the fineries of nothing
it is as always to do what they do best
for in foggy mists blazes the inherent rituals
of overcompensating moribund minds

And age old fears embraces the samenesses
tasting damp salts in unison breeds
red diktats snaps out ingloriously force fed
overeact overseason overcompensate
herds free will and actions die to commands
and in fear weak heads acquiesce

Like sheep like cattles like leemings et all
overcompensating as wont
dare yo talk smile befriend or show kinship
to the regal fellow in crosshairs
all go and batter thine inferiority complexes
be base be crude be rude

And in the scant arenas of ungracious limited
coralled in fear of expulsion
fragile egos crave mass invite and acceptance
in dread to be thought kowtowing
they quake and flip overcompensating for show
yet just cowards showing calling cards

Hear to want they what them tell
in the still of raging calm
stop not to chew cud
as cattles galivant over the latest noise
in excess rumen acidity
they will find the festooned price
and bowels will Sing sing
cattkes wear bells in the Alps
hear of the tell and tell of the hear
we help them to graze
noses in the dirt and muck