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Dennis Omutu Poem
Among all beast from the Far East
This leopard is the beast of the east
He is so swift with clappers and claws
Claws that joy in breaking jaws
In or out of the many land laws
When you see him in a fare hunt he never withdraws
Until he gets his full fair share in the air,
However rare,
Flesh of his hare,
His portion and share
With all strength and broad length
He sets his priority in the dark though bright
Because he needs them right without a slight "fight"
He moves and writes women’s plight
At heart as he suppresses his might
Watch him on the telly
His steps are welly
As he faces his in-laws with his tail under-the-belly
Do you wonder?
Yes, you ponder and wonder
How this leopard can ever be shy
Of cause it isn't a lie
He never looks up in the sky
As he faces his mother-in-law for a bride!
This leopard needs a ride
He will no longer hide
But slide and glide
To meet his in-laws
Though slow, to glow and follow
His bride on the other side
To unhook his bide through good guide
On the other side of the site and sight so wide
Copyright © Dennis Omutu | Year Posted 2014
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Dennis Omutu Poem
Everyday is market day
But I rarely come your way
I have a glimpse of what you have at bay
They glow and glitter from your better ray
And so I will never want to delay
But hurry in ways come what may
And reach your trademark everyday
Let’s trade
When I look round, round and around…
Before we trade I hear this sound
That you will turn my life around
And so I walk right in your compound
Hoping to find all and be found
I’d like to trade on a sober ground
To give you my all that’s less profound
I’ll give them to you in pounds after a pound
So, let’s trade
For sure, I’ve been so afraid
Afraid to face my fears and trade
With you I’ll get more than a fair trade
Coz what I see on your side are a quality grade
All that you alone have wonderfully made
Give me that sufficient grace in wider spade
And a whole shelf of love that doesn’t fade
Yes, yes, yes I will have them paid
Carry them along, alone without a maid
Because that’s all that Your Word has said
Let’s trade
I stand right in front of you with this- garbage
It is my burden that you engaged in gauge
You see how heavy it is for my age
And that’s why I open this brand new page
To capture and record this trade’s advantage
You hawk and shout out loud God’s real image
How nice does that now fit my innocent age
I am just to stop this kind of camouflage
To evade this cage that is coiled within an orphanage
My all life on my own I can’t and wouldn’t manage
So come and help me offload this long, long luggage
And promise me that you will uphold your old adage
Let’s trade
I take Your joy take my pain, let’s trade
Give me Your eyes take mine, let’s trade
Handle my hunger with Your word, let’s trade
Just lift me up when I’m down, let’s trade
Dry my tears when I’m crying, let’s trade
I give You my darkness for your light, let’s trade
In my weakness my Jesus show me strength, let’s trade
I cast my burdens and cares, let’s trade
I give You my all for Your joy, let’s trade
I lay my all at your feet, let’s trade
Let’s trade, let’s trade, let’s trade…
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Dennis Omutu Poem
Boophilus microplus (Canestrini)
I like the way you tightly hold on your prey
This is your sure way that never sways away
The bond between you two…
It’s tight and tighter at two
It’s even tightest without light
Coz you are always in sight in hidden site
You Boophilus microplus
You like holding on and on
And make your sweet presence known
On this heifer headed for slaughter
You still hold on with a clueless laughter
I wish you could fall off and let go
Your prey gonna be no more, let’s go
It’s gone and sunken in wide bellies
Probably through honey and chilies
You are holding on a discarded container
Void of content, it’s just a container
Wake up Boophilus microplus
Seconds are now minutes-hours-days
Yet I can see you holding on your old ways
Your ways…
Void of bright rays
Lead you astray
With lost and shuttered hope at bay
Hoping to find a way in the same old way
Wakeup Mr. Boophilus microplus
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Dennis Omutu Poem
Here I go again
Your slave- with a home in the rain
It’s been flooding here
I can’t see a thing with pleasure to hear
You’ve had my heart slain, slain and slain
And now I know this trimming tattoo
With that look in your heart- you know it too
That my pain is your gain
Why do you like it much when it’s raining?
I see you watch from a distance with neck craning
Under a shelter and warm blanket
After throwing the mouse,
Out of your house,
Given just a tattered small blouse
For shelter from the stormy rain!
Yeah, from this rain in my brain
The storm and the rain
They both bind me in spiral chain
I needed you in the morning
When it was brightly shining
You needed me till afternoon’s sun
But when it started boiling and bubbling
Raging in fire that started burning
Raging fire that ceased in the evening
I was there under your care but you smiled at my pain
Confirming that my pain is your gain
When you left me outside in the rain
In the rain of my endless tears
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Dennis Omutu Poem
The sun is up but I haven’t seen it
You may wonder whether I’m in a pit
Yes, the house is a pit sample
That denies me the morning apple
It’s another morning here
But I haven’t seen you dear
That wrecks my heart asunder
And makes me stay under
The shadows of fear
I fear being all alone
Without my darling near here
My day is still off, please turn it on
Literary, I barely see the rays of the sunshine
This room is void of the natural warmth
That’s the way I can’t see you my sunshine
And all that surrounds me is gloomth
When you call I’ll say, ‘I'm fine’
And that will be more than a fine lie
I’m dissatisfied with the trend online
So right now I just want to apply;
An application to invite you over
To see you today whatsoever
I want to ever see you, to be your cover
And excuses? I want them never ever…
I just want you here dear, forever
Come and let me hold you as we uncover
The truths about love and a makeover
When you get this message
Know that I need us in the cage
There is a lot of work at large
And we need to do some massage
So dear, I need you right hear
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Dennis Omutu Poem
As free as a bad in the air
Without paying any fare
I have to glare and stare
To make myself aware
Of another place so rare,
Of my Wonder Land
Where I think about you
I am as human as you are
And as other people also are
I see you as my lovely star
That I can identify from a far
Your love fills my wide jar
In the reality of my Wonder Land
Where I think about you
In beholding you I can't get tired
Lest I get fired after being hired
In my hearts of hearts I'm inspired
Coz you're admired and also required
You're all my heart ever desired
In the reality of my Wonder Land
Where I think about you
So the two of us in our world, walking
It's just you and me let's keep walking
The journey just begun, we'll be walking
At a steady pace and sometimes running
This race of love with both of us running
In the reality of our Wonder Land
Where I think about you
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