WHAT DID HE DO?
His name is Louis, He works in the chiefs office, He called me alone and not loice, He said I was his favourite choice. He
THE WEEPING WIDOW
Tick tock……Tick tockThe clock on the wall keeps tickingSunset is quickly setting inThe air around is getting thick and heavyAnd soon breathing will be just
‘CAUSE I’M A MAN.
I’ve got ink same as yours Nursing wounds Knitting my torn heart Drying my eyes Blowing my nose But who will believe I am a
THE SOCIETY 😔😔
They named it patience, Now am a patient, They said be less, Now am homeless, They advised be submisive, Now i cant leave, They said
GIRL CHILD’S PAIN. part one…
I recall the words of mamaWhen she said in a murmurDaughter please don’t slumberCoz you still young to pamper Don’t give it outBefore time is
STITCHED DOLL
My fingers are too sore I can hardly grasp a pen My eyes swollen shut I can hardly catch sight of whatever My head throbbing
IT’S ENOUGH
I was at the salon the other day, a place where tea is served hot. And all you have to say is ‘ Hii serikali
CARESS OF HER FIST
CARESS OF HER FIST She lifted her finger onceBut what landed on my cheekWas a rough fistThat blew my brains open It dawned to meIt’s
BREAKING THE SHACKLES
Is it fitting for one to walk away from coziness To live in a desolate domicile? Is it suited for one to fall for a
BREAKING THE SHACKLES
Is it fitting for one to walk away from coziness To live in a desolate domicile? Is it suited for one to fall for a
