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Best Poems Written by Joseph Gatebi Wanjenga

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The Spoken Word

Words were spoken 
And the blind saw
Just words spitted
And the lame got their walk
Lazarus in his sleep of death
Rotten and smelling
Woke up for words of life
Had called him

In my tongue the word says
Sleeps the power of life and death
Hidden in the life of words

In the beginning the word was
And God was with the word
He spoke and it came to be
Allow me to therefore
By the power accorded upon my lips
Speak and spit these words
Upon my granted life
I am healed
I am blessed
I will conquer

In words we harvest 
Blessings and curses
In prophecy I chose to speak 
That the lord is my shield 
And my buckler
I speak health
I speak wealth
I speak wisdom 
I speak long life 
I will not sink by the power
In the word of his name.

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Job Hunt

Here I am in town
With my sniffing dogs
And wearing eagle’s eyes
I climb over bomb blasted ruins
Searching for survivor jobs
From every cornering street
My dogs I scatter all over
Hoping they will un-earth
An opportunity
For me to be used
But all I hear is only
 A barking silence
I continue to wait and hope
That time will lick with a difference
For me to swing my tail
But now without fail
My tail is locked between
 My thighs waiting with
A chained impatience
Like a gold digger
For the dog they say 
Every day has

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Unrequited Love

A Jarkatan guy’s love
Filled to the brim
Running over to a certain Diosaka
Only her under his sun 
Could seam his torn heart

This Diosaka’s love
Was already harbored in another’s heart
With vows in marriage
It wasn’t possible for her to fall again
But zikra’s heart was in intense heat
To win over the already won love
To no avail
He burned red hot for her 
But her rejecting stand
Pulled his falling 
 To a tether end
And he decided to fight it
Fire by fire
He embraced himself with petrol
To quench the burning emotion
Out of his hot heart
With a match for his ‘match’
He was kissed by tongues of flames
And died by the fire of love

This poem was harvested from a sad story in the daily paper, where an Indonesian guy from Jakarta tried his best to win love of a married lady, but her unyielding drove him mad to dose himself with petrol and stroke a match. He died in the fire.

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Love Your Neighbour

If you can be your 
Brother’s keeper
Even by not diving so deeper
Abel’s blood
Couldn’t have clutched
Our world into an evil clutter
Where on countless basis
As world stared daisies 
Joseph is sold by his brother
Or thrown into a pit
Many tread tragic tracks
Bearing crossed crosses
Of their own crucifixion
Dying, other’s deaths

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Dawn

Freedom is like a flame of fire
Giving light at night
And warming cold moments
It’s a fire that burns obstructions on the way
It gives one wings to float with the wind

Unbounded freedom
Is sweetness to a decaying tooth
To the liberated and footloose
It’s not only an end 
Beckoning with a smile to jive
But a beginning,
And it’s not every beginning
Which is just bread and butter

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Fading Flowers

The curtain of love 
Has been drawn
Behind the closed stage
Of your eyelids
There is no light
To fondle the fading fondness
Your attitude
Has risen to another altitude
And our ship
Like a blind sheep
Has stumbled on an iceberg
Crushing our loving cargo

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Dilemma

In the light of your beauty
I seek for those lovely songs
Planted behind those glossy lips
To peel the bark of my loneliness
Which is my hunger
But my admiral looks
Meets the glittering smile
Around your ring finger
My path unzips into two
Where I loose direction
If It’s shouting shininess
Is meant to scare
Or beckons with a stare
To tell you are taken.

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New Birth

The beginning word
Has with light
And truthful rays so bright
Descended to teach me the
Difference of good and bad

Grazing my thoughts and intentions
He illuminated upon my 
Knowledge the refracted
Rays of desires of this
Moulded Cray
That normally I am pleased
To please
Which also leads to deception

The glowing flame
Whispers of mysteriousness
Of the mystic self
Which I should daily toil for
For a gain with no end

Evicted dusk from my heart
Pesters my mind
To count the cost of the loaded
Burden upon my shoulders 
Hunting me back to the
Perishable luxuries surrendered
Always trying to offload 
The cross I have chosen

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Dawn

The enemy crouches
In the night
To kill, steal and destroy
When the morn awakes
The sun uncovers 
The wicked deeds
The farmer rises 
To admire in horror
The painting of white-wash
Decorated to each crop
By the enemy at night