Best Nairobi Poems

RICE SLAM
Nairobi, Kenya  Nov 2012 (election rallies held Sept 2012 until March 2013 election day)

hey hey
voting day
go on strike
take a hike
smash a bike
wave a...

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Stands a beautiful city of glass, bricks and smooth roads.
French perfumes fill the air;
Cars from the showroom fill the roads;
Designer clothes decorate display glasses in...

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The warmth of Nairobi in January is gone now.
Here it's cold and drizzly, a savannah 
of tarmac and metal jumbos before me.  
My natural...

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Oh! Mother Africa!
From the East to the West, from the North to the South of     
     ...

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Kenya rebel
Kenya hero
Hero of the people
Hero executed
Executed by hanging
Executed and buried
Buried in a mass gave
Buried in the morning
Morning of mourning
Morning end
End of his fight
End of...

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Storm coming, madam
Me-- I’m going up country-- 
Lay low and stay sweet*


*stay sweet--stay alive



Victoria Anderson-Throop
Nairobi, Kenya
November 26, 2012


Note: Political unrest near Nairobi, Kenya due to...

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Nigga my fade be the meanest this nigga been hot since a foetus            ...

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Yet Africa is
expected to fall in
line 
With speed and
alacrity 
Or be headed back to
Europe 
For much deserved
censure
And sanitization in
the heart
Of brutish Europe!
Have we not seen
them...

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Saudade for friends I have lost

as I get older
I lose more people
every year

more people I knew
have died moving on 
and I mourn their lost friendship

wished...

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So Edward Kamanzola was born on the Christmas Day
The year 1943 and this was declared a rare luck; 
And fortune was expected to trail his...

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You are my poetry; sapphire blue, sandlewood scented ink, 
painting you and I cradled in intimate metaphors,
though you lay thousands of miles away; 
storing urgent...

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Having been born in ghetto in Mathare, 
twas' my best place to have ever fallen for
Experiencing a short motherly love, 
that led to total absence...

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Blocks View of His Feet

Trump not only is total loss but also complete;
Speaks same words several times and will repeat;
Ignorant sign off;
Retarded slightly above,
And big...

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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...

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it feels like recently
when you typed my name
our names 
on a piece of paper
in our computer class that day
in Nairobi
it feels so close... learning ms...

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