Njeri Hunjeri Poet Rhyme

Not Yet Sir

At nineteen and eighteen
  he said I couldn’t be seen
    his reasons being:
  too old, too sold, too mould for a being.

So the young and toddler, to that world of pleasure
                      and measure was his choice
-couldn’t choose an old frog for a voice
So like the devil in the Garden of Eden,
he appeared with a fruit to broaden,
And so in the name of the old
Kiswahili saying’udongo upatilize ungali maji’
He acted dying
On that soul so buying.

And the results so painful
       Triplets on arms
       Illness at hand
To such a young energetic ambitious being.


Written between 2000-2003 
Just the young thoughts of the young mind

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