ANOTHER KENYAN

 LETTERS YOU'LL NEVER GET TO READ Dear worrying self, I know I'm not perfect Sometimes I'd probably need more attention Other times I'd want no affection And most of the times I'd just need a hug and a shoulder to cry on I'm probably not the kind of man you want in your life Maybe I'm too troublesome and my life's chaotic Maybe along the way you'll get tired of my depressed self  Maybe you'll get irritated when my anxiety kicks in I don't want you to promise that you'll always be there But I want assurance that you'll not only be around on my happy days I wanna see you too on my gloomy days I wanna be goofy and clingy with you when my heart aches and I just need a release I wanna smile genuinely past my dull expression just cz you are there to cheer me up I know probably this piece doesn't make any sense Maybe it's coz there's a veil of tears covering my eyes Or maybe it's the heaviness I feel in my chest that I desper...

  IS THIS LOVE JEMUTAI? At first I thought you were drunk Or maybe your village girl stunts and pranks  But look at us now Jemutai Super great bonds we can't untie When I loved you Jemutai There were no witnesses Except the drinks on the counter On bar chairs giving confessions of the life we'd encountered I dream about us Jemutai I'd like to know if we're still in love or did we really breakup after our parents blessings Jemutai This is frightening,but if you moved in,why can't I? We were darlings of the village Jemutai but you let me die for unsolved reasons and still deny I chose to die of your love Follow all the recommendations I gave you Jemutai  Say Kongoi to the kids and tell them you watched me die @AnotherKenyan

  BREAK HER LEG Imani son of Oloo, A woman is not a harp that you play for other men to dance Or a dead snake that you scare children with as you head to the anthill The sun illuminates her endowments for the world to see, In the broad daylight as she bends to fetch the low-level waters of river Odundu So son, do not let the night steal the woman away from you Beware; the night has no honor to lazy men Darkness is a man who seduces your wife while you are with her on bed  Dont you know? A weeding man may let loose his hoe, to gobble a cup of porridge The crops are patient, But Imani, do not surrender your wife to a lonely night! Son of my brother,  When the morning sun rises, Bones crack as women bend to escort their barrels to their heads Reorganization of muscles bent in disrespectful inclinations  The silent night wasn’t so silent so to say A newly married man must be watched in the morning For the elders' eyes are on his wife's dress When will it push? When? When...

Dear universe, Many a times I'd practice on how to say hello before receiving your calls but still feel like it's not enough lines to say what you really mean. Sometimes our skins touch and it is almost electric.Like a chemistry gone wrong. Then our eyes lock in prison and it's as if our brain cells are screaming " freedom for the village boy" There are days only the stars heard my heartbeats while the moon saw my naked tears in silence and defeat. Guess who never got tired of dressing the shadows of smile. Remember how I'd bother you while talking about knitting our insecurities and bad past? I am a selfish man,upteenth time I have requested for my own grace before remembering friends. I wonder how many people cry over not getting the ones they wanted but still ended up with the ones they deserved. Maybe the spaces between our fingers don't perfectly fit in,I still know you'd love others in ways you are not able to love me. For every dreamer, a dream!...

 ONCE SOCRATES,NOW SO CRAZED One serene evening, you'll find yourself on the road. Under streetlights,in drizzling rain.Headlights will flash before you and you'll see beauty. You lips will break into smile as Bruno Mars serenades your ears. To yourself you'll say; It's not time to die,we die tomorrow. You will thin your strides and stare at the universe. Just then,a new dawn,to remind you of the fields filled with of gold. You will wonder," what is this strong sensation?" It is happiness,son. It is happiness! Yesterday brought you here. You'll stand forward and afraid, " I'll be an old man someday,What do I want? Is it love? Is it legacy? Is it being close to those I loved when I was 20? Is it meeting the first girl who made me a man?" But son,Is that the life you ever wanted to live? Is it full of regrets? A weary soul,old man.But now...now you lived. Time to go home @AnotherKenyan #Moziller