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Her Little Hands, Your Perfect Fit

HER LITTLE HANDS, YOUR PERFECT FIT.
She loved the fit
Yours were big, calloused and hard
Working hands you called em
Hers’ were soft, small
Angel hands you liked to tease her
Yet you held her ooh so tenderly
And you never smashed her up

Her little hands dirty with mud
You held them under the rushing water
She tried to catch the rainbow bubbles
As you scrubbed them clean...her little hands.

She watched you clean
And begged to help
You smiled and held her little hands
‘’they are so small this hands
Wait till they grow,’’ you said
But still you helped her think she helped.

She watched your hands till the land
And guide her little growing hands,
You smiled and said “my angel is growing.”
She watched them grow gain strength
She watched them learn all you could teach them
Well now she laughs and says,” sit and rest put your feet up
My little hands will help you now.”
Her little hands your perfect fit.

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They picked the stones and threw them at her,
She tried to beg but nooo they had gone deaf,
So in pain she picked herself up and ran,
Ran on her feeble weak legs.
Their laughter followed her…chasing her …
But ‘twas the insults hurled at her with lighting speed
 That brought her heart to its scraped knees.

She curdled her protruding belly,
Pain; sharp and wickedly severe,
The cramps… she tried to breath but she couldn’t,
Her weak hungry body collapsed,
And she lay there on that dusty road alone.

They called him the little man,
And they loved to put him down,
But he was strong inside out,
He had no muscles, but he could pack a mean punch,
So from a distance they jeered,
Furious that he should feel no fear.

He was not a lazy bum,
He awoke before the sun,
And retired long after the sun slept,
But his life was empty,
He wanted more, a famiy…even  his mother was gone,
It was just him and his dog Tobby,
And though he practically fed them,
 The villagers despised him.

He was just locking up when she stumbled against the gate,
“help us” she croaked and clutched her belly,
Her eyes glazed with pain were desperate,
And in his heart Muge knew she must be truly desperate,
To show up on his doorstep was to invite scorn.

He washed the blood and got to work,
 She had cried her eyes out,
She had no strength to shout,
She gave one   push and a little head popped out,
 It seemed to stare out at him with a smile,
Muge blinked and helped it out,
The little boy came shouting and kicking,
He thanked his lucky stars and knew…

Mara awoke with a groan 
She felt dizzy and uneasy,
The pain it hit her hard,
 Her hands flew to her belly and she gave a wail,
“Dear God nooooo……”
But then he was there the small man with big eyes
Mara cringed in fear and tried to move away,
But he picked something bundled in clothes and laid it near her.
He did not speak he just sat and watched.
Cautiously she turned and there beside her ….
Lay a tiny pink baby who stared at her
As if trying to read into her soul.

Time passed and the boy grew ,
He loved to play and sing and laugh,
But he learned also to work and farm and school,
Muge sat on the veranda and watched him play
His wife was seated beside him,
Her feet propped on his thighs,
She rubbed her belly lovingly and smiled at this man
He gave her a smile that never ceased to make her heart flutter
The little boy came bounding up the stairs,
“When will you go buy our baby? I want a brother to play with”
Muge and Mara burst out laughing 
And it held no trace of bitterness, 
Each had found a home in the other.

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Blind Love

Heard love was blind, now i sit and wonder could it be a bat?

04th November 2015
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Hand Hygiene

Wash your hands before you eat
For two minutes at least
Let it cook well that meat 
Before you bid it welcome into your gut.

I see you running to and fro
The little office  is ours no more
A little stool sits outside the door
And beside it... almost gone lies the tissue on the floor.

You cry in pain as your stomach rumbles
Inside your belly feels like a wild jungle
Where lions roar and elephants trample
Well I warned you first so do not grumble.

Can’t see your eyes they’re soo deep set
Your skin is dry and screaming with thirst
You are losing water two ways and yet…
We’ve been taught but listen you won’t.

There is only one cure and this is it
Wash your hands before you eat
Before you drink please that water treat
Fruits are yummy but wash ‘em first.

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Theres' Strength In Unity

THERE’S STRENGTH IN UNITY.
We all can learn to live with each other,
It doesn’t take a lot of effort to forgive a brother,
You may never forget but forgive you must:
 For your heart to set free.

When you see her in tears grab a hanky,
And clean her tears away.
When she falls help her up,
When it’s dark hold her hand,
 If we lean on one another forever we shall stand.

You say she started it first,
He says it’s her fault but remember two wrongs,
Don’t make a right.
Forgive forget and continue to pull together,
Coz there’s strength in unity

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I'Am Not My Hair

I saw that sneer heard the mockery 
It came straight from your heart
Like bread comes from a bakery
Your eyes said it all and though it hurt
Stung for that minute second I choose to stay merry.

When you threw words over my head
Treating me like a zombie so simple minded
I chose to watch you and pretend
That I was floating and did not understand
I saw you wink discreetly you thought 
At your friends and then into pearls of laughter erupt
Turned me into a private joke that was not too private.

I felt your cold hands caress my back
And the blood in my veins chilled and froze
I knew without knowing you and the devil are a pack
Your words spoke pity but there was no warmth
It was like hanging onto a glacier
Afraid of frostbite and being swept by the tide.

You said the paths I took were wrong
You said my hair I was black and shaggy 
Why  couldn't wear a weave 
You wondered why my skirts were long
Why  couldn't I wear trousers
You wondered why my toes had no paint
Why  couldn't I just paint them gold
You wondered why at my age I was still single
Why  couldn't I just get a sponsor
Any other time I might have cried
But I ' am older and wiser.

I know my path is mine alone 
If it leads to tears I 'll wipe them away
If it leads to pain I 'll handle it my way
So I chose to smile and play possum
I counted to ten to calm my raging heart
Then I smiled at you and walked away

I could hear your laughter follow 
But my strides were joyous and my smile bright
And you thought me a fool
But am older am wiser am stronger
Love me hate me its changes me not
With God walking  beside me and holding me
I 'll follow my own paths and I will prevail.

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My Last Absent Goodbye

I was not there but I believe,
As you took your last breath,
You saw a field so green, with flowers and butterflies,
And golden rivers that flowed smooth.

I was not there but I believe,
The scent of jasmine was what filled your nose,
As you crossed over from life to eternity
Death did not scare you coz its stench you did not feel,
Even as you skipped over to the afterlife.

I was not there but I believe,
It was an angel band that you heard
Sing hallelujah welcoming you into heaven,
And there at the top our God the king,
That was why you slept with a smile.

I was not there but was she?
Did you recognize her face among the angels?
Did you hear her rich laughter again?
Was that another reason you left with a smile?
Your face relaxed and showing only love?

I was not there but I believe,
You felt no pain and only peace,
Remorse maybe for leaving us behind,
But there in heaven you have found eternal rest,
We love you but God loved you more.

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We Are One

We are one 
We are one though we are many
Like a tree with many branches
Some strong others weak
Some budding others dying
Some fruitfull others fruitless
Some green others growing brown
We are one though we are many
We are one

We are one
The air I breath you breath it too
The ground on which I tread you tread on it too
The rivers from which you drink,
I drink from them too
We are one though we are many
We are one.

We are one,
we are one though we speak different tongues
To the one up there our voices are like a song
If I hit you... will you not feel pain?
If I cut you... will you not bleed?
If you cut me... will my blood be yellow and cold?
See we are one though different 
We are one.

We are one
Even in our diversity in our differences
We are not a mass of masslets that our thoughts are same
Each is unique, in intellect, in skill, in wisdom,in knowledge
We are one even though different
We are one.

We are one
So have a care for that sister who speaks another tongue
That brother who spots a different colour
That kid whose smile is worth a million bucks 
But who cannot tell a banana from a mango
That woman who hawks sweets all hours of the day 
Or the other one who runs her own company and drives herself
Even in diversity we are one so
Have some care.

We are one
None special than the other but this country
This home that houses us all 
In all our shades, shapes,tongues
Is bigger than us all
To be able to live in peace
To be able to wake up in the morning
With the peace of mind that we'll make it
We need to remember we are one
And none is more special than the other
Mutual respect should be the first step
We always say peace love and unity well to uphold those values we must remember
To respect one another
We are one even in diversity
We are one.

#formycountryKenyaandthepeoplethatilove
#letskeepthepeace
#electionscomeandgo
MWM

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Her Daddy's Eyes

HER DADDYS’ EYES
Her daddy’s eyes were a soft light brown
They danced with the light 
And shone like the moon
She liked to look deep inside them eyes 
B’coz sure enough daddies’ eyes never did lie

The clouds were dark in their house that year
And her heart thundered with fear,
As her family strife tried to tear-
Apart into a thousand pieces.
Her daddy’s eyes were closed in prayer,
And when he opened them…there was no fear,
And when he looked at her: there was warmth,
The tears in her own eyes dried up,
As he looked at her with love,
 And she knew everything would be okay 
B’coz sure enough daddies’ eyes never did lie.

They spoke a language she and he,
Though his tongue was forever sealed,
His eyes spoke volumes to his dear girl
When she achieved and succeeded they sang praise 
When she messed up they grew with anger,
They taught her about life’s issues and
Whenever she was sad they brought her comfort
And she knew to trust him 
B’coz her daddy’s eyes never did lie.

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Black Lives Matter

Blood was shed so we could be free
Little value was placed on us before that
Again and again we were shackled, beaten and killed
Ceaselessly undermined and our lives underscored killed for wanting to be free
Killed for wanting to be free from our oppressors and there oppression.

Led with chains, our freedom shackled, we broke free
Instead of falling, we rose again, fighting for our lives
Vultures who thought on our dead bodies to feed, starved to death
Enlightened, encouraged we rose again a race strong like no other
Silent no more but with one voice speaking, the voice of freedom.

Man of color, strong, muscled and beautiful
Angry but empowered, brave and educated
Taken for granted no more when he arose again
Taking back what was his, what mattered to him and his own
Engraved permanently was desire to succeed and to stay free
Resisting any encroachment to his life Like any other man his blood was just as red.