THE SAFCOM SCAMS

THE SAFCOM SCAMS.

poetry ; guest post by Patience.

On this page I write, in ink buh mostly in tears
For now that all has come into the clear
Through this ache for my lost one dear
The one whose loss has made it unclear
Is the cost of the future so dear?
Now I fear.

I was on this awesome roller coaster ride
The ups and downs the delight the laughter and the pride
This was supposed to be magical
Actually it was until I realised it was delusional
Our paths are apart buh for very weird reasons
All because we wanted to ‘settle’ in different seasons
Which brings the question, is this treason?
To this government where we both were rulers?
In any case, my heart is in pain
And my cheeks are tear-stained
But all your wishes I obey
Away from you I shall stay
But to me
In every way
You’ll always be
THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY

Guest Post by; EVE

I lost a track,
tryna find myslf back,
doing smthn only a jerk does,
stuck in my thoughts,
a heavy lump in my throat,
did i go for it or was it brought,
found him wit her,
did i have to see that,
someone then gave me a pat,
my mind thnkn hard,
oh smone help ts tough,
wat the hell is wrng

i must hv trippd,
so shud istrip?
Or shud t b aflip?
Did i really hv to peep?
Did i fall that deep?
N is it smthn i shud kip?
It all makes no sense

its unfair though,
smone gat myboo,
it rili s such abore,
guess ts tym for a bow,
thnx for the act,
nw i need my man back,
fully packed.

THE FRAILTY OF LIFE; a shadow of former self.

The steady tik-tok of the hands of time,
The only audible sound,
1Pm,, my wrist watch seems like the sand glass
Reminding me of the imminent disaster in waiting,
As images of people feasting in the local hotels, possibly with insatiable appetites
make a slideshow in my mind, how I envy them!
“the world is soo unfair” I mutter to myself,
As I lay on the football field,
Staring into the deep, dark welcoming abyss of….

The sound of a passersby whistling startles me from my deep thoughts,
He’s hungrily feasting on a roasted maize comb,
Definitely 1 of the broke workers who had no lunch money,
A lump chokes my throat,
My loaded wallet sneering at me,
Feels like a cold barrel on my temple,
Fate’s middle finger ready to pull the trigger.,
Reminds me of the frailty of life without peace of mind.
I would swap this wallet with all the crisp notes for a decent meal without the now nagging feeling of throwing up!

my friends have been advising me to see a doc,
But how I’m I to explain a disease which does not exist?
how I’m I to explain to anybody?? Nobody would understand
If only babu loliondo’s cupful of magic concortion could cure this,
I WOULD HIRE A CHOPPER Asap!!

my mind hops on to crazy theories;
if only scientists could come up with a device that could make the body function with solar energy,
Instead of putting myself through the streanous activity of trying to force my body to take the food it now soo much hates,,
I would be charging right now ready for a fabulous afternoon
Instead of burning, sun-tanning
Under the now hot-as-hell sun rays .

I painfully try to stand now, stumbling Almost falling ,
I feel so week and desperate for happiness,
My once jovial cheeky self now gone with the whirl wind,
‘Ngoma cia aka’ as is popularly known in central kenya,,
I shuffle my feet through the grass
desperately trying to remember a happy event..,

Atlast a smile appears as I pass the cute secretary
Trying to mask the pain in my eyes,
I would hate her to see me like this.
“Anto you are my role model” I remember her saying
“The way you handle issues with ease, always happy even in stressful situations. That’s what makes you soo adorable.”
Really???
if only she knew what I’m going through…
Didn’t know I was such a convincing actor .
The battles I’m fighting…
If wishes were slings and stones,,
I WOULD SLAY GOLIATH.!!

RELATIONSHIP ISSUES; part 2

When you cheat on your partner without getting caught,
You think yo the real deal?
mentally you think yo the shit,
But in reality you are just a piece of shit;
who repays good with bad,
Love with false feelings,
Trust with fake promises.
Subconsciously, your attitude, reactions, judgements, tolerance sells you out,
Guilt eats you inside soo bad that you dont know what to do except flirt /cheat some more; keeps your mind occupied, huh?
if you know you are incapable staying true to yourself; the love you share…
If you know you are not capable of maintaining a r/ship without cheating,,
Then let that guy/gal free..
Have the freedom you soo much desire,
Let it take you to the grave via all those sex partners.
Maybe you’ll find the satisfaction and the happiness you’ve been searching for in the afterlife,
And maybe…
Just maybe,
You’ll be trustworthy in the grave.,
To the termites of course.

..Lost..

Ooh crappy day!!
Swimming in an ocean of
emotions,
For show , no shore in
sight,,
No compass, so no sense of
direction.
Feels like I’ve been
wandering in the desert,
Where the welcoming oasis
Turns into just a vague
illusion.,
Crabs and cactus laughing at
me…
If wishes were horses,
Happiness would be my
every meal.

…THE END…

WORDS,,
Like a blow on my head,
Needles to my heart,,
I wanna rewind my life
Rewrite my past,
Unmeet this mysterious woman,
Who’s turned my heaven into hell,
Bliss into pain.
No!! Scratch that,
I wanna edit the time we’ve spent together,
Erase all this painful memories,
Remain with the special moments we’ve shared,
And Maybe,
Just Maybe,
I will find happiness again,
By re-living my life;
And all the happy days.

SHE; Mama Shi.

SHE has this great body;

Nicki Minaj would be jealous,

Kim kardashian ain’t got shit on her!!

There you go,

I got you guessing…

But no!!

That ain’t what attracted me to her.

She has this beautiful soul,,

That only a mother can have.

Great personality; my regards and compliments

Go to her mum and grandma

For raising such a fine, noble and loving lady.

I was awed by her beauty,

But beyond that,

I saw a bright future in her eyes.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul,

So cautiously, I peeped in

Expecting to find loads of skeletons

Flowing from the already full closets.

BUT contrary to that;

I saw a beautiful garden of roses,

Well nurtured, grown and taken care of.

Different species of roses like;

Love, loyalty, intelligence, respect, patience, humility,

Understanding, Just to name a few…

She has an angelic voice,

Her body? I guess I’ve already painted the picture..

She is as humble as they come..

As loving as a mother ,

But beyond all the sexiness and flawless beauty

.…I SAW THE MOTHER OF MY KIDS…

FOOD FOR THOUGHT; blog

The moon may shine,

But for how long??

The stars are beautiful,

But the break of dawn dims their beauty

As it casts it’s ugly frock on them.

Their beauty is quickly forgotten as the

the sun is born, its warmth giving life.

Roses bloom, attracting all kinds of creatures

Both pretty and ugly

All flock to be awed by the beauty and fragrance..

But where do they go,

When the roses wither and dry,

Or get diseased and the once attractive fragrance,

turns into a foul smell..

…end…

                      As nature has it’s way, so is the human beauty. As fate would have it everything that was once was appealing and outstanding slowly drifts into darkness as better and prettier things emerge.

                       In relation to the human beauty, we often focus less on the personality and habits and focus more on the physical beauty, you know, the skin color, size of the ass, boobs, hair, bla bla bla.

               Don’t get me wrong though, a great body is a major turn on, but beauty without brains just makes you dumb. A great body should be a compliment of a great mind; that’s perfect beauty.

                         Tattoos show a level of independence and wildness but can you imagine the mental torture and anguish it will cause to a baby sucking on a heavily inked boob with a flower on it? The kid will feel like a bee, an insect. And the other boob heavily tattoed with a skull, would you blame that kid if he grows into a killer??

                                    As the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. But what if the beholder has a beer in hand, which makes him/her a beer-holder. Fastforward; you end up in bed with a stranger, rewind; what the hell are you doing in the club in the first place like a drunk fool, if you are confident your’s aint just physical beauty that only a beer can magnify??

                           Dear ladies if you have a great personality you will definitely get a keeper. The kind of guy who will complete you not compliment you with the aim of bedding you. Fuck physical beauty, that shit will just get you one night stands and players, users and abusers, you’ve gotta be self conscious.

                            Just as the blooming roses attract all kinds of creatures, dear ladies, your beauty too will. Don’t kiss the proverbial 1000 frogs. Take your time, be patient and you will get your prince charming.

                        Mutual understanding and respect; the perfect garden for love to grow and bloom.

…choose wisely…

FOOD FOR THOUGHT; poem

The moon may shine,

But for how long??

The stars are beautiful,

But the break of dawn dims their beauty

As it casts it’s ugly frock on them.

Their beauty is quickly forgotten as the

the sun is born, its warmth giving life.

Roses bloom, attracting all kinds of creatures

Both pretty and ugly

All flock to be awed by the beauty and fragrance..

But where do they go,

When the roses wither and dry,

Or get diseased and the once attractive fragrance,

turns into a foul smell..