Dear Kenyans,
Say this after me.
Dear God,
Teach us how to live.
How to keep the brotherhood.
The one we had for the last five years.
Dear God,
Make Raila learn contentment.
To concede defeat when it happens.
That you're the one who make leaders.
Dear God,
Let Ruto understand the probability.
That everything is possible.
The way up cum down.
Dear God,
Shower Kenyatta with wisdom.
To learn how to handover power.
To whoever you've chosen.
Dear God,
Tell Wajahckoya that Kenyans are focused.
Not subject to trials.
Let the hyena carry the cojones.
Dear God,
Bless Mwaure the meek.
To continue with thy work.
To pray for peace in Kenya.
@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk
Categories:
cojones, prayer,
Form: Free verse
On Wall Street there's a statue
Of a mean and charging bull.
The tourists love to pose
As his cojones get a pull.
But lately, that same sculpture's
Facing off with someone new -
A saucy girl in bronze
Who's very full of derring-do.
With hands on hips and knowing grin,
Defiant in her stance,
She seems to pose a challenge
Like, "Hey Bull, you wanna dance?"
The message rings out loud and clear -
Though men once ruled the world,
You'd better make some room because
Our female flag's unfurled!
Categories:
cojones, art, new york, women,
Form: Rhyme