Monday 31 October 2011

I AM A RICH MAN'S CHILD

I am a rich man's child
I don't know what walking bare feet means
Or how it feels to sleep on an empty stomach
Unless of course I choose to.

I have gone to the best schools
International ones
I got the best education
Even though my grades were not that pleasant
Local education does not suit my quo
I have wined and dined with the high ranked
From ambassadors to the king's men
I drove my first car at 16
I panic at the presence of a fly
Get immunized against germs.

I wear Prada and Gucci
Where is Gikomba anyway?
I party at expensive clubs
I associate not with the common citizen
I definitely can't be your friend
If your family name is alien
How will I answer to my father
How I ever met you?

I didn't choose to be born here
It's not my fault you are not me, or like me
I do not apologize
Why should I?
I am a rich man's child.

Sunday 23 October 2011

THAT WOMAN



She's a petal
Attractive and fresh
She pulls me to her
With a magnitude of magnificence that
Makes me lose my senses
She's is a gem
Not like diamond or gold
Those you can find
Rare,
Like a mermaid's tear
She enriches my life with laughter and joys untold
Her laughter, charming
Brings a newness in me
Reminds me that laughter is the best medicine
That smile,
It's impeccable
Enlightens my dull moments
And makes me live like there's no tomorrow
Her skin, the way it glows from a mile,
She takes care of it, just like she takes care of me
That woman
She has the heart of an angel
It serves love unmeasurable, care, tenderness and protection
She watches my every step
Corrects me when I miss a mark
Commends me every time I'm right
Like the moon,she will be the light I need at night
Like a star, she is the guide I
require all my life
Like a shadow, she will never leave me
And like a butterfly in the field
She flys so high,
Showing me that the best things in life are free
She's the freedom I need
The happiness I deserve
That woman,
I love that woman.

LIKE IT'S MY LAST DAY

Listen, listen to the silence
As the wind whistles loudly
Whispering....
the ghosts of disaster
The gloom and melancholy that has
invaded this empire of freshness
Listen, listen to the silence
The ambiance of the noon and after.

But I don't want this silence

It reminds me of the sleeping and the dead
It reminds of that child that died of cholera
That mother that gave birth in the bush
The little girl that was molested and raped by the man she called father
The sadness of the fear to fail
Wasted talents, crushed dreams
It reminds me of the misplaced priorities
that have been given the forefront
instead of basic simple issues that are easy to implement.
The phantom of corruption, poverty, hunger
marginalization and poor education standards
That have engulfed this humble home

Rather,
I will shout and sing
Shout, sing, dance and jump
Jump over roofs and across fences
Jump from cliff to cliff
Break a leg break a neck
Climb mountains, sail oceans
Sing shout and jump

Scream the names of the ones I love
Forget the pain of the ones I have lost
Sing shout, sing shout and jump
Enjoy this moment like it's my last
For what tomorrow has, I do not know.

Saturday 8 October 2011

I MADE OUT WITH A STRANGER


On the dance floor, that's where it all began
I saw him dance,moving his body in coordination
to a twist
He had strong bicep muscles
I watched him move,I liked
the way he smiled as he danced
His lips curved, into a cute tulip shape
I was compelled and music drove us together
We clicked and rocked the party with the dance styles
He taught me his, I taught him mine then,
maybe it was the booze
But he had really cute eyes and nicely shaped lips
A firm broad chest and he was tall too
His teeth glittered
I watched his lips when he bent to say he liked my dancing
The way he shaped them to a perfect round and
winked at the same time,
I felt a tremor down my lower abdomen
And as if the DJ watched as this transpired he
changed the music to a slow tune
He took me by the shoulder and we danced
to a slow salsa before a tango then
He let me lie on his striking shoulders and
that cologne... smelt like strawberry candy
He kissed me and my legs betrayed me when
they shook as I kissed him back

Then he pushed me to the wall
Without much of a warning
He quietly led me to a corner
away from the eyes of the crowd
and he kissed me again, gently
On my neck as he moved up to my lips he licked
I bit my lip and I let him cup my breasts with his hands
See I was in this provocative tube-top that
explicitly showed my tempting cleavage
It didn't take him long to get to my nipples as
He carefully massaged them at the same time doing my lips with his
I let out an excited moan
Then he lifted me up the wall and lowered my skirt and dug into me
First slowly then... then the heat of the moment went up
I don't remember what happened after
But I found myself in the strange presence of the club's bouncers
and him, nowhere to be seen
I don't even know his name
He didn't even leave his number on my palm
All I know is
I made out with a stranger in the club.