Njeri Hunjeri Poet Rhyme

Still In Peace

I am but a living matter, with no much giving wonder
I’ve seen my birth twice, all after an attempted suicide thrice
I still weed and weave, that is, think and compose
Yet I am still but willed to be still.

Ignition in my struggle have seen my daring heart through
I still and possibly, will write with no much height
In me I see the silent child-like Emily Dickson, still doing my fiction
Still, creating, hoping, losing and breaking my skeletal friction
I know rejuvenation shall get me there
   Where the hearts grill with cheer.

I’ve crawled to the lands Far East, then Far West
                               To the North and South Pole
In my interactive intractable mind of imagination
Yet to lose but to give I’ve captured the silent mourning
    Of many unable, disabled, able-less people
I’ve coined the immaculate wealth and health
    Of many reliable very able people
And still to be real, I am but still.


Written 2006 
Just the young thoughts of the young mind

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Dana Redricks March 16, 2015 at 8:35 PM I love your Poem it's really on point,deep, and emotional, and yet compassionate. I hope you are richly blessed throughout your life. Njeri Hunjeri March 17, 2015 at 7:19 PM Thank you so much Dana for your kind words. Be blessed.