

Oh how dreadful it is! The mention of a broken heart The seething anger inside the chest, That burns and dares to tear the throat
They call me broken because I cry, They look at me differently, Their eyes call me weak before their lips can utter a word, When
I was taught that the police cared,That they were good, people,That they restored order, and maintained peace,That they were the protectors of our lives,That they
Once there was a global pandemic,One that killed without mercy,But who could have known,That the virus was not that deadly,Compared to the virus that existed
Dear Diary,I saw her today too,I saw her with him,But I didn’t feel a thing,That’s how it should have been,I shouldn’t have felt,But dear diary,Between
Dear Kenya, this is for you,Just because my brother smokes,He is not a bad person,Maybe he does it to relax,So please,Don’t take him from us.
Be mine, she had said,I’ll be good, she had promised,Allow me, she had requested,Show me, she had demanded,Hands off, she had commanded,Eyes closed, she had
I never knew what it felt like to live in a dark tunnel until I lived it myself. I spent a huge part of my