I’m here to tell you a story about a woman who hated herself Not because she was poor or ugly Not because she was orphaned or homeless But she just did And I’m here to tell you a story about a man who hated his life Dreaded every moment of it Woke up each day…
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…
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…
The River
The river The unlimited water The beauty of nature Dark in the night, blue in the day but am colourless How well i have been shaped How soft I have been created Bigger than water, but water in smaller quantity I consume smaller things like pin, but carry bigger things like ferry Am welcoming I…
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…
My Crush, for Many Years
Melanin Ambience, 6’3 , broad chest , well defined arms, wet round scarlet puckered lips, enlivenly gleamy eyes. I looked at him as he walked my way, The appearance of the earth in the galaxy, like a band of light seen in the night’s skies, formed from the stars which cannot be distinguished with the…
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…
The Small but Mighty
My dwelling place is the river The great oceans My storey building is the water body I breathe in the aqua like no other Freely I move To and fro, to and fro I do not have an enemy But people choose me as one I am lovely Nice looking I make palatable dishes Those…
Have You Been Lonely Before
Cheap perfume Misted over greying wool Lightly pressing against his chest Concealing that grizzly form best Sculpted around those not-so voluptuous Muscles rounding his gentle beastly self Do you ever sleep with eyes wide open Wake bright and early inflated red-eyed Do you ever imagine shadows marching on the walls Wake ankles toes wobbly between…
Dear African Woman
Dear African Woman, If I haven’t told you that you are beautiful, you are. If I haven’t told you that your smile is lovely, it is. If I havent told you that your dark skin is more beautiful than the night sky, it is. Dear African Woman. Only you can understand what it means to…