LIFE ANEW..

many wrongs living a lie,
coming a front to see your sins,
your heart is sad its full of regret,
the sins you did and hell is a sure,
your life is dark you wish to atone,
you see yourself a child of the devil,
you think of hell you pass out from fear,
the worry of beyond of things to come,
you bear a child and worry for her soul,
the world is treacherous so full of evil,
you feel alone with no one to blame,
the load is heavy you wish to start,
you envy your baby for it is lucky,
lucky to be born for starting anew...

LIES

he will lie and cheat,
he will touch, meddle and gloat,
its not thing a rumor hes not right,
hes not right do get it he is a liar,
avoid his web u slowly will tangle,
in his grasp ur life he will strangle,
its wrong you he doesnt care,
but youre knee deep,
in his bottomless creepy eyes you stare,
its true in his way he has you snare,
already i said he lies and cheats...

OUR DEAR LEADERS

Everyday we’re stumped by our leaders on the tube

Clamouring for wealth and positions in the government

Some thieving and slippery like lube

Courts finding no reasons to send the for some time

Out they come making us believe they are framed

Framed maybe they surely are

But why are they the ones falling into the trap

Or maybe they want to look for sympathy from the masses

Knowing most of us are gullible enough

To believe them even if we have our sincere doubts

That something is wrong but there is a cover up

Cover ups happening all along the walks of offices

Every case comes to an abrupt end

No evidence in every and each case that’s mentioned

Please who steals our billions every now and then

If  everybody prosecuted is innocent

So innocent are our dear leaders in offices

We cant lay an accusation to blame any one of them

Oh its vendetta against our tribe

Maybe its revenge against me for my stance in government

And like fools we believe and cheer them to rape our coffers

RIVERS OF TRUTH

When the times come to pass,

People rarely remember the class,

The class of the so called leaders,

Who treat their people like they are herders,

Believing its their right to lead however they like…

Some claim to be righteous,

But all over its pretence,

Pretending they are there for the people,

The people who toil and tire for their lives,

Bearing marks of scars and hives,

Who is to blame for this charade,

Who will come out for the poors parade,

Who will be the hero for these wananchi,

Who are laboring for the wenyenchi,

When will the salvation come to liberate them.