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Sometimes

Sometimes you feel anger burst through your veins
Sometimes you feel hunger stir and churn your stomach
Sometimes you feel your energy fading away
Don't give give up
                            Just push on

Sometimes you feel you should have not been born
Sometimes you feel you have no tomorrow
Sometimes you think of no future
Don't give up
                     Just move on

Sometimes you work hard with  no success
sometimes  you give what you  don't have 
Sometimes you give the last you had
Don't give up
                    Just give everything

Sometimes you feel lonely
Sometimes you feel little loved
Sometimes you feel rejected
Don't give up
                    just keep loving

Sometimes you get what  you don't want
Sometimes you love what you hate
Sometimes you get little when you expect big
Don't give up
                    Just learn to live with it

Sometimes you life is full of misery
Sometimes problems overloads your efforts
Sometimes trouble keeps coming no matter what you do
Don't give up
                    Just look for simple solutions

Sometimes you feel like letting it go
Sometimes you cant stand it anymore
Sometimes you feel you are under pressure 
Don't give up
                     Just hold on

Sometimes you feel you should just die
Sometimes you find yourself surviving while others die 
Sometimes you live through miracles
Don't give up
                     God has the answers

Sometimes you feel emptiness in your soul
Sometimes you feel heart broken
Sometimes you feel a hole in your heart
Don't worry
                  All will be well

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Drunk

I already feel a little tipsy
And yet i have thoughts to drawn
Countless sips and i  am feeling drowsy
A m no more of a restricted self 
I m willing to let things go

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The Wanton Woman

She likes young boys
Plays with them like toys
And with their boiling testosterone
They kneel before her  throne 
Always yawning for more

She mockingly and sexily dresses
Her body half naked and searching 
For the wondering eyes of the boys 
Provoking their dark desires  
As they come to her scrambling

She drives a black limousine
With enough space to commit her sin
She makes them drink bear
Just to kill their conscience
Then uses them without being cautious

She likes them wild
Strong like a young stallion
Their hearts  strong as a lion
With so much energy yield 
Courageous to adventure into he world

She gives them gifts
Attends to them in shifts
Leaving them to believe
She loves them when she does leave
To attend to another in need

She is a wanton woman
Always ready to hurt and harm
The young generation of man
When they fall freely in her arm
She is a predator with patience

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Too Soon

I  can't reach the microphone and broadcast
Nor can i take a flute and sing
about this disease of the past 
that has relieved and killed many
and yet it clangs into me my heart 
like butter sticks to bread

let me sit here
just beside this heap of soil
reminding me of how we did toil
so hard that we made it here 
and so soon she bide me bye

i don't want to cry o
or else she will feel sad 
because she wont be there to wipe it dry
just as she has always done
i just want to wonder 
faraway into dreamland
and sing about this feeling of loneliness

i want to feel the warmth of this soil
creep up my legs and surround my cold heart
filling the void left by her absence
even when it moves at the pace  of a snail 
i am to wait till it plays its part
am make me feel he presence

i want to watch this earth disappear 
and turn green to green
like the green Savannah grassland 
we yearned to visit today
as our matrimonial anniversary holiday

if darkness draws near 
lend me her kikoi to wear
and if it gets too cold 
to this earth i will cling 
to feel her warmth to the last

my dear
i know it makes you sad
to see me nag and snag here
but i am not mad
i just want you to know 
we departed our ways too soon 
yet our dream flew far beyond 
and here i am stuck

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A Letter To My Son

Dearest Sammy my son 
My sun is fading away
My feet are feeble and weak 
My breaths are shallow and painful
I feel my days are numbered

I would have loved to say
All these things face to face
But i know you are far away
So i let it be in this case 
A letter to my dear son

My son,the world has grown wild 
Everything is becoming weird and wanton 
There is danger in everything you touch
Tether and tame it in your field

Whenever you move up and down in life
Watch closely on your next step
And always remember your last step
For both measure a mile

Do not curse yourself over mistakes 
They are foundations for better solutions
They are laboratories of experience
And they are a beginning of a better life

Recall the ways of the wicked
They are so close friends 
They love to see you suffer
Avoid and dispose them

Do not always go for fame 
It is a dangerous and dirty game
And very difficulty to tame
At the end it may wash you with shame

My son,women are beautiful
Others are yet to be born
I will ask you to be very careful
On the ones you fall upon 

There  no room for the lazy
Nor for those in hurry
Take the moment as it comes
And mind for outcome

Sammy,in my life and death i will hope
You will have nothing to do with dope
It is addictive and  poisonous to your healthy
A gulper and snatcher of your wealth

Lastly and with a lot of joy
When am dead,get lid of my body
In a grave near to that of my lovely lady
Yours in love,your father Tomsonboy

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The Loss of a Rose

I watched a rose grow
Far down the last row
Guarded it as it grew
From the strong winds that brew

As its branches did sprout
Its thorns spread out
piercing my hand when tending
I left to tender to my sore wounds

When its flowers did blossom
It left its sepal's bosom
Conspicuous and beautiful to the eye
Its scent burning the noses of insects

So the bees,wasps and birds paid a visit
On its sweet nectar they made  a feast
Some dusting its petals with dirty dust
collected from other plants that ailed

And the dust became a worm
that attacked from deep within
making it wither as days went by
and  the rose dried to death

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Stolen Passion

Dear sister Grace
I hope you don't grieve
For i had to leave 
to wash  away my sin
And to pay for my deed

I know it's hard 
for you to forgive me 
many a times I've heard
you swearing on your knee
you will slit the throat 
of whom wears your coat


I didn't bribe God 
to give this face have got
nor did i make my heart 
to love the man you adore
i know how much it hurts

he is tender ,loving and handsome
wild and dangerous in bed
a hypocrite and liar in life
with this he possess under his belt
be worry the number of women is numerous

i couldn't stand him 
but fell to the rhythm of his hymn
he got the charm that made me fall into his harm
the bright and white sexy eyes

sister ,don't you see
i had no choice 
or even the reluctant voice
to try and stop him
and for my weakness i have to plea
i am really sorry!

he touched me once,not twice
and truly I was no longer wise
his hand was magic 
making my temperature rise 
as it went down my pelvic

he does do it well
leaving me tired and dirty
with a new ignited desire
to wait him swell
and take me even hire

sister, i know you knew
that to get he will
your fear was real 
we share a mother 
but we cant share our children's father
goodbye dear sister

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Making the Move

A sudden rush of blood
A sharp constriction of muscles 
A quick twitch in my abdomen
A million droplets on my forehead
All indicating am not in the mood
But my mind chooses to push on

A shy escapes my lungs 
My mind goes blank 
Words escape my lips
My muscles go limp
My legs almost giving away
Yet I was moving and was getting closer

A smooth cough escapes my dry mouth
She looks up and my eyes shyly wonder away
My mouth mumbles something softly
Her gentle reply brings me back to reality
I had moved this far;so I realized
And i knew there was no way back

I have finally made the move 
Here i was fidgeting for the words 
looking for the romantic phrases i had prepared
Hard I labored but none came out
Stammering a few unromantic words 
She stops and listens 
Finally I have made a life long friend

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The Fate Phantom

The red sedan sped past
As two police cars followed fast
My jaws dropped in awe 
As my eyes witnessed the chase

The three cars swayed from side to side 
As drivers tried not to slide
And as the road burst with dust 
they disappeared to the last

It did'nt surprise me 
Though it was such of a scary kind
and so did i continue with my journey
as thoughts imprisoned my mind

If fate does draw a path
How many will escape?
whom will be willing to bribe?
and which is the shortcut to evasion?

A few miles and i was on the scene
The red sedan down on its keel
So different from one had see
Crushed and ripped apart

Of course he didn't escape the fate
It caught him on the throat 
with a piece of windscreen glass
His neck halfway cut

The four shocked police officers
sat on their car's bonnet 
wiping blood from their heads 
They had escaped the tragedy
Yet their fate was waiting

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That Is My Girl

Her face is pretty
Like that of a baby
A reflection of innocence
Though past adolescence


She laughs like a flute
A sound you can’t mute
Or even stop for a minute
I keep calling it cute



She loves 'Churchill'
That makes her ‘chill ‘
And leaves her silly
With all the jokes they spill


Her short strides
Reflects her pride
Which she can’t hide
But keep it by her side


Her popping posture
Stretches her dark skin
Making it melt with glittering moisture
Leaving her a teen of fourteen


She is strangely strong
With a heart that can’t keep a wrong
And a love for forgiveness
Now that is the girl