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Cry of An Orphan

Two years ago I lost what I loved most,
They have been with me all my life.
One fateful day an accident robbed,
Parents who treated me like a queen.
Life today is living for the moment,
Never to know what my future holds.
All the lights have been put off,
Put of never to light up my life again.

I am an orphan roaming in the street,
Orphaned at my tender age of four.
The dark of the streets is my companion,
While rains pours and sweeps my hood, 
Sweeping it away while I am sleeping.
My family, my aunt and my uncles,
Sold me away to become a slave,
That’s how the streets became my home.

The bench now becomes my sweet bed,
Every morning waking up to face the day,
A day of agony and cries never to be heard,
With the waste food being my only hope.
The world looks on and shoves me away,
Walking a distance not to come close.
My torn clothes and my worn-out shoes,
Are the only possessions that I have.

In the streets my big brothers and sisters
Are haunted by men and women without morals.
One day while seated on a corner of the road,
I saw a big belly man approach my friends,
His intention not to give a helping hand,
But to offer their bodies to earn him money.
It is the cruel world we face every day,
Wishing the world will listen at us
Instead of condemning and persecuting.

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Waking Up From a Nightmare

In the dream my nightmare strikes,
With human faces like zombies,
Hairy and teeth like vampires,  
Deep in the jungle beneath the caves.
I tried to run but my feet were stuck,
Something holding them down,
The scream wouldn’t come out,	
And fear took the best of me.


In the midst of my fears came strength,
My mind told my heart to be strong,
It is then I had the strength,
To pull my feet off the sticky grounds.
They followed me deep into the dark,
With their eyes shining in glitter,
Like torches shinning bright,
Their thunderous roar filling the caves.

I felt a heavy pounding of big steps,
Like giants moving the earth.
My heart practically jumping out,
As the zombies zeal remained unmatched,
To feed on my blood and take my soul.
I fell down and rose up on my feet,
Wishing the earth sallow me,
Because I felt the end has come.

At the end of the cave I saw the light,
Run towards it with a failing smile,
The zombie pursued with a deep roar,
They quickened their pace in pursuit.
I got at the end of the tunnel to the light,
I tripped and fell down in pain.
I broke my tendon and tried to crawl.
And there they were holding sickles

They lifted their sickles holding up,
Ready to take my last breath away,
I held tight to a fallen tree branch.
I screamed and woke up in the scream,
There I was holding tight to my bed,
The dream was gone and I was safe
But I was terrified and breathing heavily.
So I kneeled down and said a prayer.



21/11/2012 - 
BERNARD WACHIRA

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A Hero She Rises

Thousand words cannot praise,
Million hugs showing gladness,
A gift for the hero I will raise,
No word can describe her zeal,
My unsung hero I hope to praise,
Strength to strength she grows,
A woman my hero she rise high.

Woman strength is unmatched,
From dawn to dusk her tenderness,
Love that raises many generations,
In the lands tilling she never tires,
Raising children alone she fights,
Struggles, her dreams benefits more,
Yet my hero they never sing about.

Pains she bears for her love,
A protector she is a fighter,
A worrier wining all battles,
A queen she stands to protect,
A mother she natures with love,
Standing tall even when deserted,
A conqueror my true hero I praise.

In honor of mothers of the world,
Sisters we never care to celebrate,
Street mothers we abuse and refuse,
Young girls we subject to cruelty,
Traditions a weapon to weaken,
Let’s fight the evils in societies,
Grow strong generations of women.

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God Will Do the Fighting

The world is mine to conquer, 
No fantasy a reality to believe,
A fighter spirit runs deep to core,
No kickboxing, spiritual war to mount,
No war lords to hire, just the word of God,
No guns will braze, down on my knees,
Faith in God, on my knees will stop the sun,
Till this war is over, God will do the fighting.

No chariots with soldiers on guard,
Horses won’t run faster than prayers,
Arrows not sharp enough to hit,
Spears won’t fight in spirit,
No swords wielding all is in vain,
Bullet proof armor will not offer protection,
Faith in God, on my knees will stop the sun,
Till this war is over, God will do the fighting.

Like David I will slay the giants,
Even the impossible God will make possible,
No dark clouds, He won’t give light,
Without the fish, He will give a catch,
Empty baskets will fill with food,
Deadly storms will stop to calm,
Faith in God, on my knees will stop the sun,
Till this war is over, God will do the fighting.

When the candle blows out God will light,
No wind strong enough to put out,
But in all my world trials my God win,
When the world around stops I keep on,
When the tunnels get dark prayers light,
Bringing victory to my door steps,
Faith in God, on my knees will stop the sun,
Till this war is over, God will do the fighting.

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One Day In Time

In time my head will stop turning,
My dreams will become a reality,
These rocks I see blocking my view,
Will become my bars of gold.
My name will be inscribed in stones,
Like the commandments for generations,
One day in time my future will come.

In time my blurry vision will clear,
My name will fill the books of history,
Standing tall in the hall of fame,
Side by side with the giants of the past.
When it happens I will be smiling,
Even in death my legacy will live,
One day in time my future will come.

You made it yesterday, you moved a spot,
The gap you left I am going to fill it.
Don’t look at me in the eye and pity me,
For even if you are one step ahead,
My destiny may come calling in smiles.
A new window and a chapter will open,
For one day in time my future will come.

Am not the tallest guy you see around?
And I am not your regular guy either.
I may not be clever or the smartest guy,
But I got brain that think what you doesn’t.
I fall day after day I pick myself up,
Stronger I stand picking every piece,
For one day in time my future will come.


Bernard Wachira
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Email : benniekings72@yahoo.com

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Breath of Life

This soul was dying and crashing,
But she gave me a breath of life.
She whispered beautiful words of life,
That rejuvenated the strength within.
I started to feel the life within me rise,
And made me feel alive again.

With the breath of life I rose again,
And the petals of my life blossomed.
Once more I felt the warmth of love,
Melting down my once cold heart,
Into a warm heart that can hold love.
It is a good feeling of happiness,
That makes this heart make a beat.

In the shadow of my own loneliness, 
Life was as dark as a dark night is. 
The sun in my life had never set,
And the moonlight was never bright,
To light up the world around me,
Until she gave me a breath of life,
That filled my heart with love.

She is coming from the far horizon,
But I can smell the smell of her perfume.
With her majestic move I hear her steps,
And my heart is beating in expectancy,
With every step she makes closer.
My hands are widening up for her,
Ready to hold her in my arms of love.

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Connection With Nature

With the sound of music playing,
My body opens to new wave of beat,
I feel my heart beat the tune in the song,
And my ears get the rhythm down to core.

The sound of water flow in the fall,
The serene site of beautiful flowers,
And the bees buzz feeling the air,
Sends a relaxing bliss down my spine.

Deep down in the forest the birds chirp,
Butterflies flying in beautiful colors,
With the green glass and tall trees,
And fresh air with a smooth breeze,
Connecting with my inner soul,
Bringing with it much needed peace.

In the jungle deep in the red woods,
Chimps sound jumping from tree to tree,
Leaves falling on my head,
Brings with it a feeling of connecting souls.

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Spirit of a Hero

Deep in the forest they walk in pairs,
Wearing uniforms guns in their hands,
They follow a family of jumbos engulfed,
In whispers as they follow the trails,
While their commander gives instruction.
In a moment they turn to respond,
As poachers engage them in a shootout
For this is the spirit of a hero.

Within them their strength unites them,
Their believe and sense of freedom shows,
Freedom to save and free the species,
For the good and benefit of the generations,
Comes into reality of every one of them,
As they fight to save the amazing creature,
For this is the spirit of a hero.

Every night from the comforts of the bed,
Deep in the rainy forest the rangers walk,
Watching out without a single blink,
Not wanting to waste a minute or a second.
They pass through the quiet jungle, 
With intervals of animals sounds and sight,
High in spirit they do not show fear,
For this is the spirit of a hero.

In all this they lose their lives in a battle,
While keeping the spirit of conservation high,
They watch as their own fight to the end,
But being the hero’s they are they continue.
I pay tribute to all my fellow true heroes,
For in what they believed in they fought,
In nature and animals they sweared to protect,
For this is the spirit of a hero.



BERNARD WACHIRA.
ORIGINAL POEM
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Beautiful Love

Like a rose flower your face blossoms
Across your face in a beautiful smile.
In the dreams you come again and again
And in reality you move my heart.
I closed my heart more than once,
But you found a way to open the door.
It is your love that keeps it going,
And in every heart beat memories lingers.

With each breath of life I live for you,
With every strength I guard your love,
To keep it safe in my heart forever.
In the light of the moment I grasp,
For the little chance to make you happy.
It is your love that matters my love,
Even when the world turns against me,
To crucify me and leave me dead,
You make my life a smiling joy.

My love, my hope and my joyous tune,
Is all am singing with a smiling heart,
As I ponder about the greatest love,
Which makes my colorful world turn,
Taking me on a journey to tomorrow,
Where my destiny leads me to love,
That opens a brighter window of hope,
And a melodious tune of a love ballad.

Every day I swim in a pool of love,
Waking up from a night of better sleep,
Dreaming the dreams of a wonder queen,
A queen who’s glitters shine like diamonds,
Holding my hand walking side by side.
In a forest with colorful flowers like roses.
I pluck one and hands it to her,
As I get lost in sweet kisses of an angel,
After an emotional moment on my knees,
Asking my queen, will you marry me?

BERNARD WACHIRA.
ORIGINAL POEM

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The World, the Colours and the Beauty

Around the world the world go round,
For everyone to see and live a life.
They say every man for himself,
But I say everyman for everyone.
Today is not like tomorrow will be,
For today is the day I’ve been granted,
And tomorrow I am yet to have,

I paint my house in different colors,
And I see the beauty I have created.
I paint my heart in bright colors
To make it attractive to whoever see
But one thing I forget when I paint
Is that my beauty is not the beauty
That everyone else sees and admire

Time and again am reminded of me,
When I forget where I come from,
So I can I remember where am going to.
I see the world and see it spin around,
Like the universe spin around he orbit.
With this I always know who I am
And the reason God gave me this life.

The colors, my beauty and my house
Are all the vessels to take me closer
To God who makes the world go round
And tells humanity of who to please
Because it hard to please everyone
But it is better to please God alone
Than to please millions who will turn
And crucify you, despise and leave you