There used to be one god. How arduous to speak it. It can even turn back time. Breaking of bondage from belief. It is praying with palms joined. And praying with open palms. And being happy with it.

Who or what had caused this? All these thought were buzzing in my already aching head. I tried to scream but my throat choked and muffled my scream, instead I cried. Clementine, you look so beautiful like the stars in the nightly sky. Are those new corn row you have done? Mugisho said.

Wrote this a while back for a specific performance but never got around to posting it. Paying homage to some of the artists I respect. Welcome ladies and gents, boys and girls. Welcome to a world of words, nouns and verbs. Where food for thought is always served. See you might get snacks from the bar. But only from this stage will you get the food your soul deserves. So please have a seat, feel at ease. As we proceed to fulfill your lyrical needs.

You do ill if you praise But worse if you censure That which you do not understand. This entry was posted in Random Thoughts. Poetry ; guest post by Patience. On this page I write, in ink buh mostly in tears. For now that all has come into the clear. Through this ache for my lost one dear. The one whose loss has made it unclear. Is the cost of the future so dear? I was on this awesome roller coaster ride. The ups and downs the delight the laughter and the pride.

I can walk underwater and not get wet. WHAT IS LOVE By Eve Wairimu. RECLAIMING MYSELF By Kasichana Mumba.