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I wish heaven had visiting hours
I'd carry a beer or two
And some meat to go
Cause I know my grandpa's would love that
I'd seat with them and let them just talk
For I'd love to hear how they were
For to me they were but stories
Cause I never got to see them, long gone before I was born
I'd want them to see how I've grown
To let them see that the lineage keeps on
And how the beautiful family tree
Is fruitful, we've got kids to mark each season
I'd tell them of how things are looking up for us
Cause they up here looking out on us
For we've never lacked even though they're gone
They both gave us strong grandma's
I'd let them know how grandma keeps waiting
Seating next to their favourite chair
Leaving his chair facing her
She sleeps saying a prayer to him every night
I wish heaven had visiting hours
So that I'd get to bond with my grandpa's
Cause I was named after one
And my big bro was named after the other
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When we all come together on days like this
To reminisce on the far that we've come
We ought to be grateful that we here like this
And grateful for the people that we've become
Cause when I was just but seven years
I thought that it was just me and my brother
Against this battle that is haemophilia and for years
I'd not met anyone who'd gone through a lot like me and my brother
But we never felt any different from others
We'd go to the same school as any other
And even though our condition to others
Was like a myth, we felt pain like any other
But with time being in hospital and being a wonder
My file got to be noticed and through my mum's contact
Slowly we'd get to hear that there were others like us, we weren't a wonder
We were just bits of a bigger beautiful picture, and we played a big part
So to the days that I stand here and wave
Giving messages of hope with my words
I'm grateful for all the mercies God gave
To everyone who made this possible, plus all who listened to my words
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It's funny how one might look down upon disability
And not regard it as an integral part of the society
Only for then to realize that in us still lies the ability
To cast a vote, and take part in changing the society
Cause a vote once casted takes its own cause
And a vote doesn't have a disability
So it counts and when it's cast it sets out a course
In the many numbers that would want accountability
Many times for the sake of image in politics
Disabled might get the limelight
And show people how they care about us in their tricks
To get votes but still our plight won't be given the light
We've seen how for just being differently abled
One is not seen as a worthy candidate
Instead told to wait it out, cause we labeled
Labeled as people who get in through nominations to date
Yet we can stand and chant out our slogans
And come up with better policies for us
But the same hierarchy of government organs
That claim to support our status, are still not working for us
And to date, we still facing discrimination
But we still keep voting for change
Voting in a better government for the good of the nation
So that one day, we as the persons with disability feel the change
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As a kid walking round the school corridors
I'd get people eyeing me a lot, open doors
As they try and look at my white skin
And marvel at my skin
For I was different
I got picked on at times for having a cap
I'd wear it alot so one day I didn't come to school with a cap
And they looked even more at my hair
They wondered what I did to my hair
Cause everyone else hair was black
During break I'd be playing in tree shades
Jumping from one tree to the other with shades
And they'd wonder why I never played in the sun
Some saying that I missed out on the fun
Cause the beauty of playing out is actually playing under the sun
But when we grew up in the bigger classes
People had grown used to me so when I came with glasses
They would always tell me how the glasses were nice
And the kids were now all genuinely nice
And it felt nice being there with them
So when the heat would be too much
They'd all walk around me in a match
Trying to shelter me with their shadows
Saying that they were here for me, even opening doors
So that I could explore the world and not just lock myself in
And now as a grown up with a kid of my own
I've got friends who treat my kid as their own
They protect my kid as theirs and play with him
And letting their kids be around him
Telling them that he's just like any other kid
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I've been living in the house of cards
That I can almost know your move
Cause I've seen how the cards shuffle
And how the games have been played
I learnt all this while growing up in the house
By age of seven, I could keep a straight face
And bluff while I had my face on
I had no room for being played
I had a heart of aces,
A poker heart, a true art
That's why i was good at games
Cause I knew when to bend the rules
I learnt the game then the players
That I should never up my hand
Cause that would only raise stakes on me
And only make it harder for me to win
I learnt that I can't do it all alone
That's why at every table I sat
I made sure I made a friend
One that always has my back
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As a girl my dad was always my pillar
Making me always take centre stage
Telling me that just like a caterpillar
I'm young today but like a butterfly ?? I'll come of age
That once I grow up I need to own my glow
To always put my head up as I walk
That's why on the runway I flow
Like the words in this poem that also talk
He always told me that I don't need validation
That what I need is to believe in me
That for people to want to listen I need a vision
But all that can only start with me
For I know who the woman I want to be
And that everyone can only just watch
Just like how they watch when a bee
Does a dance round a flower across the porch
He told me not to be afraid to go forward
And speak my truth everytime
He told me that it might feel awkward
But they'll come a time people would make time
They'll make time to come and listen to me
And heed what I have to say
Cause all it takes is me
To go forth and make a way
A way so that all who will come after me
Find a society of women empowered
Women who just like me
Went through strife because they dared
They dared to take a chance to bring change
So that every girl gets to go to school
So that their can be actual change
For women to be great and not a tool
And one day as mother I will always tell my girl
Don't stop glowing cause the world says so
Go get your shine on girl
For you different and you know so
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If you feel like you all alone
Like there's no one who cares if you gone
There millions of us just like you
We just not showing it like you
We all wanted to get fine lines
But some of us are doodles
Jumbled up and messed up lines
That's why you can't read our noodles
We all have our twisted ways
From a cross eye look when you viewing the mirror
Or the many screwed up days
That are a bare reflection of what you are, less clearer
We all a little bit broken
That's why we don't mind lies
Cause we don't need to more broken
Knowing that maybe there's nothing beyond the skies
We all miserable one way or another
That's why we have our bad days
Where we lean on one another
When everything feels soggy in so many ways
We might seem to have it all figured out
But we just making our own way
It might seem like the way out
But it's not, we just took a different way & it paid off
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I write this hoping that it finds you well
That your hearts at peace
And that your wishing well,
hasn't dried up cause you might need a piece
A piece of the oilly skin patch you use to cover it from the dust
Cause you'd need it for what's to come
For I've come from a land of less and the plenty I'd want to entrust,
You with it cause I know you'll guard it till I come
I write this hoping that you'll understand
That your heart need not fleet
Cause the storms raged but I still stand
On the very ground you lay your head I stand
And that's why I know your heart longed for a ripe season
Season that you'd come out to get watered
But wait on just one more season
I promise its gonna be worthwhile, your dreams won't be shattered
I just need a little more time to find my place
I'm finishing up on some wars
So that when I come there's solace
And your heart knows silence and not woes
And to the pot you so treasure
Know I'll fill it up for generations
Cause my might bears no measure
Your spawn will never lack for generations
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It goes without say how most times
We vote for the party and not the person
That's why we've seen many times
We don't really vote in the right person
There's something about being in a party
Being under people who've been at it
It's from the political party
That one grows politically, right at the heart of it
Forming alliances within the party ranks
People who not only just share ideas
They even finance you into those ranks
Bringing to reality your vast ideas
At times in the primary party elections
One is forced to take a seat back
And wait it out in the coming elections
Being told next time we'll have your back
But with time in the political party
Voicing your opinions you get attention
And even when you not the one in the seat for the party
You'll be the man consulted for your vision
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I might wash up fine now
I might dress well now
But I'll still be a son of a farmer
Son of a laborer who has to work hard
So forgive me if I don't fit in your class
I came from grasses before riches
And i learnt to be humble, not just the word
For all what we had was enough for a simple life
Cause their were many mouths to feed
With an extra mouth after every 2 years
Cause my siblings kept popping
And we'd call it blessing till we had enough of that
I might look so fine now
But I can get my hands dirty
Don't be fooled by my fine linen
And I can put it all away and put on my rags
Cause I don't want to soil this fine image
So I put it aside as I get to work
For I need to eat so I can't be petty
And at the end of the day money's money
It all looks the same and does the same
So why would I be afraid of my roots
Roots that fed me and made me this diverse
And though I might be this great, I don't mind being son of a farmer
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