Poem0009: If I had Dad’s Arms…

I would wipe mama's wet eyes. I would fight for justice, My kins wouldn't have grabbed our land. I wouldn't have let them humiliate mama, By making her a theatrical spectacle in the village. I would have defended her from the violence of our village men. Who called her a witch, a scapegoat to take …

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Poem0008: Butterfly Effect.

We all beheld it when it began, Someone even made a jest out of it, We all did and laughed. The routine went on. The juveniles ran around the village energetically. The young females chanted their way to the river. The gents ploughed their 'shambas'. The village crazy old lady cursed on.       …

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SHAIRI0003: UPWEKE

Niwie radhi laazizi, 'nambie ulipo, Ul'enda wapi lakini? Kaniacha naugua, Mtima 'ngu wadhoofika siku baada ya siku Ulitoa ahadi 'tarejea bali s'oni dalili. Tafakuri zangu ovyo ovyo zanibeba, Busu zako za asali, Na kumbatio la mama, Nywele za singa, zilizolala sawia mabegani, Na macho ya uchawi, yanayounata moyo wangu kwa nanga, Kwenye mandhari yal'otulia tuli, …

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