*** you a riddle that anyone can get,you was born out of nowhere, you came out of nowhere.,,you are the evil secret weapon,you came and control  people's lives who are you ***? why are you here? Why are you so painful to our lives? Why do you bring destruction to our world? It was our world then but  since you enter this world you control it as if it belong to you, you have our belongings into your hands and you direct usto death through hell                                             *** you are cruel ,you just three letter but you so powerful and every letter of you have a sadness meaning,,Letter H-which means hell,you drive us to helll ,,Letter I-illness,you are the illness that weakens our body and Letter V-virus, virus you are the last course we need, you destroy people's lives and suparate their feeling into million pieces                                                      *** you've done and still done painful things, you get into people's live and caurse kios into in people's relationships, you take parents away from their children and leave their children homeless, you make people to give up their lives, you made us live in fear,you get into people who never though it will be them who contacted you, you crep around the coner with no footstep to hear                *** we all live in dfear odf you,we will stand up  without shedding a tears,this is our live come on only "we" can judge ourselves its not about willing to give up, its about willing to fight back and take whats belong to "us" which is health,life an world *** you are people's unwanted friend that they will live with day to day till God remembers them

as i was indoors with nobody
around locked myself inside my
room everything was still not even a
sound of the wind blowing

There comes this noise out of dead silence
a flash back a glimce of my past and
future my present i was shorked
and started talking to my subconcious
the noice came again out of
dead silence i heard your voice saying "I LOVE U" and "WHERE ARE YOU SANDILE"
i took my purple note book which i we
wrote about all our things and came across
our special song the lyrics wrote by me and you the song came out of thin air and
started playing in my head by then i knew that i was making a huge mistake looking at your pictures after then paralised me  i was
frighten in a coner then there comes this noise out of dead silence saying "I LOVE YOU"

My dear clock plz borrow me ur all so great wand so that i can turn back time....i promise i wont be long, i'm jst going there around the coner, to the time when i took my all so precious key, the key that laid on the high temples, and opened up my pure precious heart to wear it around my silly silky sleeves...

oh dear clock plz borrow me ur mighty wand which holds all the powers of time travel so that i can go back to the time when i read my heart out loud so dat my precious lovely words wont ever lay on his selfish ears again...

oh oh ohh dear old clock would u plz plz plz borrow me your great powerful wand so that i could go back to the time whn i told him that i love him....because ryt now it feels as if i made a foolish mistake...

She try's to keep it real
That boy she loved gave it all to her and made her strong now she is in tears wondering what she did wrong?
Is it that she was to clingy
Was your head going insane she has never had such a good boy such loving and fun she felt like her self but that was to clingy? You want to go on live life and have some fun, What!! Isn't she good enough to make fond memories with?
I walk down the street with tears falling from my eyes
I see street lights flashing
Ambulance rushing cops and children screaming
Mothers crying dads over in the coner trying to keep it real trying to be the man.
Then I see everything in this world is cruel wake up!! Wake up anything you say can hurt someone anything you do could end someone's life
The guy who shot that poor girl is crying he don't know what hit him, I wish everything was just a dream I'm so sad he broke my heart be carful of who you you hurt you could through away the moon while counting the stars.

Everyday is wondrous day to embrace with yawns in the morning and be thankful for.
Children playing the streets with ****** roads ways and coner stores surrounded with negative images in there presents. Lies are corrupting goals with determination of destructive means.Pride is getting in the way of value confusing our future of what our real goals Is in this adventure. Keeping faith is troublesome when yours close ones are sickly or dying of mishaps. Although they want you to smile and show no empathy, no need for pity entice but ride comments by profile who fail to understand. And your actions speaks for there self only if its in the rights of reasonable talking doesn't help everybody knows everything already. You are your own destination grasp the truth and show how to get through the cracks in the roads as you continue on with your forthcoming. Despite being in a situate where the light doesn't shine in tight spots just stay patience cause it is more good things about the light than the Dark.

I AM TIRED

I can't do those class assignment for my degree,
So my friend offers to take them for me,
Yes, he wants us to proceed together,
And after marking we get good results,
But another one comes, difficult and i cant manage,
Like always, he's ready to assist, however, i think I'm tired,
Tired of saying "THANK YOU".

I don't have a pen in class,
And Atieno has two so she lends me one today,
Tomorrow it's Benjamins turn to assist,
Rono giggles in mockery, I still don't have one,
Looks funny for not having even on the third day but he's willing to help,
I'm tired though,
Tired of saying "THANK YOU".

There's a doctor who lives in the neighbourhood,
Today he saw the strange rashes all over my body,
He's concerned, offers to assist,
He thinks I'm careless but nonetheless,
He approaches me and insists on helping,
Should I take the offer, for I am tired,
Tired of saying THANK YOU".

Life stresses me up,
So I visit a bar and sit at a coner,
Every morning through evening,
People give me sips of different liqour,
I get tipsy and happy, I blinded of my pain for a while,
But today I won't go for I'm tired,
Tired of saying "THANK YOU".

With friends we branch at a cheap eatery,
It's obvious I won't pay,
I want to but i cant,
For my wallet is empty, I have no penny,
They'll settle the bill, should I eat today?
Because I'am tired,
Tired of saying "THANK YOU".



I don't have land to till,
But my family has to eat,
So people lend me seed and land to farm,
I harvest not so much but we're all happy,
It's another season, so again they want to help,
But I'm very tired,
Tired of saying "THANK YOU".

Hurray!
Evans is a Christian and has a Bible,
I read a few chapters and feel there's hope,
I understand I need to do something and hope,
Hope that one day,
Yes, that in future I won't get tired,
Tired of being told "THANK YOU".