Kenya Poems - Poems about Kenya

There is this universal respect For Kenya, before it becomes a colony A land where rich and poor alike Knew no divide, only unity. You see This is the beauty of Kenya: Diverse in...Read the rest...

From the lofty snowcapped peaks of Kilimanjaro The morning mist envelopes its verdant foothills in a tight embrace, No need to hurry, this is not a race, Beads of sunlight dancing across the glistening dew. As the plains of Amboseli...Read the rest...

Kenya kangaroo flying colorful kaleidoscope kite gnawing nimble gnashy night crawlers on Nairobi’s night enticing enthusiastic Englewood eagles, filling them with excite making melodious music, merrymaking magic as they might...Read the rest...

Artisan from Kenya worked hard on my locket. I thought I had lost it, but it was in my pocket. Have had many compliments on this one-of-a-kind treasure. It has gemstones of ivory, opal, and it shines beyond...Read the rest...

no sun like an African sun her waters turn a pinkish red are those zebras or unicorns? nothing surprises me here Kenya is a magical place center of the world...Read the rest...

Born in Mambo Thiari, the street of my homeland Kenya. With wildlife attractions that you can witness Of the results from the earth's splitting force Obama’s father is from the same soil. Close encounters with Africa's hardest hunt To the...Read the rest...

I’ve heard tell of some suicide cult in Kenya; Poor folk pledged to starve themselves to death For God’s glory, and so malevolent surgeons Can harvest their organs for profit in trade. Well, I’ve been to Kenya,...Read the rest...

Be Not Afraid When God Says so everything is permitted The genocide on screens was sanctioned from heaven 800 acres 800 graves In the name of God Their Journey was hastened The heavens were opened "I saw visions...Read the rest...

My women are Tragic My women are as cute as kittens My women are tired of the pussy My women still don’t give me their kitty’s My women say I am privileged and entitled My women wash my...Read the rest...

This is not just talk This is not just thought I really mean it I really Am It Kenyan You may not understand how Kenyan Mimi mgenge mimi ni genge Kenya is my religion The altar to my...Read the rest...

I quit I throw my hands down and sit, sometimes they called for reconciliation without justice They called for justice without truth Now they ask for prayer without confession, umpteenth, it chafes Has dishonesty made you inadequate to let go the...Read the rest...

Ramah Prince looked at the warped ruler in his hands and felt sparkly. He walked over to the window and reflected on his pretty surroundings. He had always loved deserted Kenya with its ordinary, open oceans....Read the rest...

I was asked why I always Give kids on my streets few shillings Even though The street has no memory It will kill me when it needs It is really selfish I answered They have...Read the rest...

I have seen the black face of his Kenyan father With whom he didn’t go farther: an absolutely Black Papa Describing not the Diaspora Rappa, His loudest trumpets for Jomo, As Barak’s nearly were for The Homo: Safer A self –reclaiming...Read the rest...

When I was in Kenya, And I heard those words, I knew we going to get chapter and verse. It always started long story, short, But we’re yet to get how short is short? Would his brothers be involved, Or the...Read the rest...