Poetry
God Is My Boss
Terms I work for the Almighty He requires no commitments from me I do not have a work schedule Nor do I have to sign an attendance book every day There are no papers to sign;…
Poetry
If I Were God
If I were sovereign Mighty and powerful If by my finger I would topple creation Or by my breath put the earth in brimstone If by my laugh the land shakes Creating hailstorms from…
Poetry
Peace Be Still
When thorns pierce my soul Or when despair digs deep When harmony forsakes me And turmoil becomes a new ally When dread and panic walk with me And disaster dishes out its mayhem…
Poetry
Dear Man
With pressures your way With thorns so sharp to tear your soul With slate and jeer to fill your ears With dry love and pretense to tease your heart Where do you run to? The sun…
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Faith & Foundations
The Lost Tear
I was walking along Tom Mboya street, worn out from another rough day at work. Rebecca’s words and Macha’s daily preachings were like incessant noises wailing at a distant. It was…
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Photography
JohnMark & Shirley Engagement
So this wasn’t an easy one. JohnMark can testify to how hard it was to make all things plug. We thank that the #GodoftheImpossible was there on our side. Shirley knew that she was…
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Life & Experiences
He Took Away My Innocence
It was one of my favorite lecturer. I was really excited. “I want us to talk about rape today,” he bellowed. As a therapist that wasn’t weird, that was going to be part of my job,…
Poetry
They Will Still Talk
They talked about my pregnancy They gossiped about my clubbing Their mouths murmured the love triangle ordeal That hit local and international news They talked of how my father…
Poetry
What Is Left to Offer?
If I were to give a sacrifice of my sins Wealth, possessions or even souls How much will I lose? How many souls would perish? In the name of appeasing the gods? I sin daily,…
Poetry
If
If all I see is flaming curls of fire If all is ahead is gloom and soot If my windshield wipers wail from fail If my screen is dark and sad I need not worry of incoming threat I…
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Photography
Harris Weds
I have longed to do this post. Maybe because it was the first shoot I ever did in life. I knew little about photography. All I knew was to slide to Auto and shoot. I dared to do…
Poetry
Someone Asked Me
Someone asked me, “Hey? Are you born again?” I replied, “Depends on which definition of born again you know!” Someone asked me, “You have not exhausted worldly pleasures, why get…