Shadows, how they fall
In distances, from the walls
And the citadels, that they had built for all of us.
And from our ancestors to our ash
None of this will to will, will last
As we again do cast, shadows to the north of I, and shadows to the south, of some lost and lonely self,
Lost in straw; and imagining,
At what made shadows and what will Gods, and what the demons that will wait to pounce upon the fools, at the gate.
And loss to lost, and the record of our loss will fall to shadows
Distant and receding
To shores undreamt and conceding
To the dreamers of the dream, (in) dreaming.
And now by the light of some other dawn, come the shadows standing tall,
Like watcher's watching all of us,
From some n'other wall that towers over and above some other huddled, muddled mass
All lost in straw, with fevered dreams and muttered prayers;
Lost to time and lost to cares
Then forgot, and gotten caught in shadows grasp.
And shadow grasps at straw;
And shadow grasps,
Without no bones to gnaw upon
No bones to pray what for
Nor make much more
Than what it was we had to made before, remembering
The divide in us.
It was Jazba and lots of Chewed Khat
That saw me enter an altercation
With them boys in blue add a rivally
Between service men and Guradians
The sworn rivally the had just crossed
The thin blue line and now twas war
They knew and were ready for it..
An ovepowering sence of wrongdoing
Plus an age old saying.. You Know Roi
You Just an intellect Playing stupid..
I was rushed and bumpend into the Car
The Grand Tiger serged forward as..
Mik On one Tango Sier Do yo read me over
Am out on a plea bargain yet it saddens
That the powers be had to use tramped up
Charges to remand me.. Twas good for...
My training, Team Eagles we always Wanna
Fly high as Silver stars we like to be Just
Roi 1 Alfa did I say they called You.. Stupid..
Them pistol service guys and their.. kengz
Incaceration schemes yet I harbour no hard..
Feelings.. Muses are at the behest of a Smile
What we do best is write.. habouring with intent
An intent to commit a crime isn't one in its esssence
#SilahaButuNaSilahaButuAKa
#FourPlay1One
They know every word from the Good Book,
but that doesn’t stop them from being hooked
to all kinds of mess.
A driver hits a pedestrian in broad daylight,
and blames it on the chewing of khat.
Students forget their intellectual pioneers,
and take soccer betting as their careers.
Quack doctors unknowingly administer poison,
only to be caught, ending up in prison.
Random men appear right in front of you with Rolex
watches, whose scamming time cannot fix.
Power blackouts are so rampant,
that indoors become similar to night……
Everything seems to be in disarray,
making us to always pray.
Anyone can see there’s no sense of direction;
the books of law sound like fiction.
Our visionaries are either in the graves,
or not yet born.
Time has made us its slaves,
with corruption as our dawn.
Date of Entry: 24/04/2017
DEATH CRY
When I die
Don’t bother to cry
If tears trickle freely just wipe them dry
All you’ll do is sigh
And tell youselves”just another life gone by”
For this life am living ain’t worth a housefly
I live it too sly
But its only cause I want it too high
Cant live it clean no mater how hard I try
Don’t decorate my gave with beautiful flowers
On it plant grass don’t make my coffin using glass or brass
I don’t want anything of class
All I am is trash
A life full of plush with a lot of cash
On me every gal has a crash
Today is crack and khat
Tomorrow its dope and coke
All this plus joining gangs
And I don’t fear their fangs
Every night all you hear are bangs
Kik! Kak! Kok! the sound of guns
Its in my system just cant delete it
I entered a world just can’t exit it
I walked in the dark and fell in a pit
I the society as I try to fit
Everyone has to bear the heat
And be on their feet ready to dance to the beat
To avoid a hit
This flowering plant
Releases stimulants when
Chewed, its called Khat
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