Life’s like living just at the edge of a knife Incredible, yet most times one’s choice is not counted Fear, one’s likely to succumb to; courage’s rarely remembered Evidently, life’s not how long you live, but how well you thrive Life sometimes wants to be a dictator It can twirl and whirl without one on…
Mother’s Touch
In the village compound which was cleanly swept and tidy, a compound not easily accessible by road, a group of old women sat huddled together. Sticks and pipes jutted out of their mouths which occasionally moved in unison. A sigh here and a look to the sky there. Some sat with their chins in their…
Looking Forward
Hanging on small dreams the year folds itself in the tired sunset like a mimosa leaf It murmurs and screams new names old promises lies retold at this same place where songs are set on the loose in unplumbed laughter and tears we lay wreaths of frustration with no other option but to see hope…
Nyeri
I almost became that man’s second wifeI twisted my underwear here and thereI hynoptised myself that he was the oneI always thought of him. Whenever he sent me a text message“I suit you like the cover of a jerican”I would swing my hips to his tunehe was my man. I waited for him at the…
The Searching Cheats
Whirl of the wind sing decades of familiar tunes Encroaching voices of old whispering stories untold Cold the breeze our bodies freeze The Misplaced Birds they wail they say “We have lost our way” We are to show them their way We? We point They screech, “Where?!” We point again And again Then we tell…
Fixable
You are fixable, hold my hand & let me mend your brokenness. It will hurt less, the falling & crushing; you will get better at sculpturing your bits & pieces. I won’t leave. I’ll wait for daybreak & we’ll figure out what to do with all this sunshine. Link to the Italian translation
Loving God
Have you ever fallen in love with the sea Loved her so fiercely Your orgasms are unending. Uncompleting. Unrestraining. Damn.. Love it when she’s mad When she reaches out in waves Tidal energies immobilise my senses I rise into her Deep into her Feel her heart beat In the middle of her vulvic ocean Motion…
Good Morning Kampala
Clouds are racing above Kampala Sunrise peeps from the head of its hilly protrusions. Suddenly, rapid gun fire exchange invades our atmosphere Heavy feet scamper to find footing on our broken roads “Hooligans are demanding for #change!” They say. Arrows of rain armed with hail stones join in the human pelting But you Rain, Where…
Oh, Woman
Woman, I see a woman Everyday in the mirror I see a woman And everything I look at mama I see a woman Wonderful woman, mother of nature Chorus: Yeeea yea Beautiful woman, Yeeea yea Yeeea yea… Slowly the storyteller tells his tales His tales of an Eve molded out of a rib Specially made…
The Mirror
I look in the mirror. My reflection I expect to see. But what I see is not my reflection. What I see is truth! An image blurred with pain. The sorrows of the world. The troubles we face. Told as a story by the mirror. The stories. Never spoken. Yet, told in detail. By the…