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I Wasn'T Even Born Yet

He whispered sweet folk tales of his days of yore .........daddy He signed my name with non erasable ink, in soothing letters ......daddy He opened links for me to be linked to him when he traveled far, on his business trips .....daddy He promised me of places to go, life of a party and happy of meals that could heal and seal hunger games ...daddy He filled my wardrobe with minerals to treasure, sensual clothes to wear How could I not dare When love was sweeter than honey When money was bigger than buddies Sugar daddies waiting, watching For those naive village girls Secondary school girls In the streets of Nairobi In their big-ticket cars Honey daddies, telling their tales of lies

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Date: 8/8/2015 4:24:00 AM
They are called "Cherry Sorters in Manila", 7/20/2015, and "In the Long Wait for my taxi", 6/21/2015. The latter poem is not about my experience, but my imaginings after seeing a a photo from one of my American Facebook friends who has retired to the Philippines.
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Date: 8/8/2015 4:08:00 AM
There are one or two - I'll find them.
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Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 8/8/2015 4:17:00 AM
Ok cool. Goo day Julia
Date: 8/8/2015 3:28:00 AM
Yes, in 2012.
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Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 8/8/2015 4:01:00 AM
Thats cool. Do u ever write about your experiences there?. I'd love to read your writings from that
Date: 7/29/2015 8:30:00 AM
Sometimes we men are despicable and I find it difficult to defend, there is no defence but we have to be careful when our desires and illusions outstrip obvious realities. Keep it real as I know you can. Kind regards, IAN
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Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 8/8/2015 3:14:00 AM
Yes am gonna continue to keep it real :-) thank u a zillion times Ian.
Date: 3/7/2015 9:54:00 AM
It's a problem in the Philippines too. Oh dear! Your poem expresses and exposes... //7//Julia, x
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Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 8/8/2015 3:11:00 AM
Thank you Julia. Have u been to the Philippines?
Date: 2/18/2015 3:29:00 PM
Hey girl...this is good! You express yourself with capable words and phrases that make the mind tick. Sugar daddies, eh! Pity the naïve girls who fall to their gift of the gab! #7 Take care. // paul
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Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 2/18/2015 6:09:00 PM
Thank you Paul. This is actually a true thing that actually happens. Am just glad I escaped those claws.
Date: 2/18/2015 2:34:00 PM
Hey Njeri, such a powerfully expressed poem. So full of imagery and subtle danger. Well done. Be Blessed, Neva
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Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 2/18/2015 2:55:00 PM
Thank you Neva. I like how you say "subtle danger". Am honored.

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