Of life between the rails,
In the rains and no hails,
Suppressing pain to no avail,
Drenching in the muddy trenches
of wretchedness.
Life lost in lies,sighs, lows
and highs,
Trusts trampled upon,
Faith found then flown
and blown away,
Of love lent and taken back.
Of peace broken into pieces,
Share and care shredded
and shrunk to sheer shadows,
Sanity severely stained,
Plunged into a pool of
poverty,
Pure with peril.
Of religion and rebellion,
Doubted rejected and abandoned,
Of principles compromised,
Standard shaken,
Promises broken,
Sins sacredly committed
and concealed.
Of feelings hurt,
Hidden in hearts but heavy,
Patience overstretched,
Kindness faulted and
abused,
Of passions inflamed,
then deflated in blink.
Surprisingly we still live,
Through the hurdles we survive,
Beaten but never defeated,
Knocked down but not out,
Condemnation then acquittal,
Of life that makes us
Strong.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
I TRY
I (I TRY)
I believe in God,
That’s why I try doing good,
Forcing myself,
Even when not in the mood,
Though I stumble,
I always endeavor not to be proud,
Pride that hurts the spirit.
I smile often,
Ever grinning to soften,
Hardy hears of emotions,
Weary faces of frown,
Drowned, withdrawn, and joy so torn,
I try to share love,
True love that is rarely gotten,
I try never to dishearten.
I live life to achieve,
Offer to the world,
Whatever I’m meant to give,
Sometimes I get hurt and grieve,
Cry, curse, regret being alive,
But I always thrive and forgive,
Ensuring I don’t dwell on the negative…
The best way to achieve relief.
I sin,
When I act, pray and think,
Struggling to fight and win,
Duels that have no life meaning,
I feel brought down and trampled upon,
Beaten by my own human nature,
But I take it all in,
Pull up myself and hope again.
I try.
I like my patience,
The peace I gain from silence,
I enjoy loneliness hence,
But I get lost in self conscience,
That which hurts my persistence,
As out of myself I try to make sense,
Only to halt at the difference,
Between my life and existence,
I want to see through life’s lenses.
I am not righteous,
I love to think I’m generous,
But pleasing to all? Not always,
Sometimes in fact I am envious,
I don’t condemn myself for this…
I’m not that pious,
I may leave that to the philosophers,
Since I’m not a genius,
Just trying to be cautious,
All I yearn for….
To be conscious.
All my friends I appreciate,
Thank God you all came my way
By fate,
All the good you do to me I replicate,
I try at my enemies not to hate,
I meditate upon everyone day and night,
Albeit uneasy to pull off I admit,
But that I exist is a fact,
And by doing this is I live,
I don’t doubt, I trust.
I feel sad,
I have been disappointed,
Disoriented and rejected,
Accused and misjudged,
My pleas going unheard,
My tears of innocence unseen,
But I emerge again from the rain dry,
For he brings courage I always yearned,
Faith that I’ve always wanted,
Joy that I’ve ever hoped for,
I’m happy.
I believe in God,
That’s why I try doing good,
Forcing myself,
Even when not in the mood,
Though I stumble,
I always endeavor not to be proud,
Pride that hurts the spirit.
I smile often,
Ever grinning to soften,
Hardy hears of emotions,
Weary faces of frown,
Drowned, withdrawn, and joy so torn,
I try to share love,
True love that is rarely gotten,
I try never to dishearten.
I live life to achieve,
Offer to the world,
Whatever I’m meant to give,
Sometimes I get hurt and grieve,
Cry, curse, regret being alive,
But I always thrive and forgive,
Ensuring I don’t dwell on the negative…
The best way to achieve relief.
I sin,
When I act, pray and think,
Struggling to fight and win,
Duels that have no life meaning,
I feel brought down and trampled upon,
Beaten by my own human nature,
But I take it all in,
Pull up myself and hope again.
I try.
I like my patience,
The peace I gain from silence,
I enjoy loneliness hence,
But I get lost in self conscience,
That which hurts my persistence,
As out of myself I try to make sense,
Only to halt at the difference,
Between my life and existence,
I want to see through life’s lenses.
I am not righteous,
I love to think I’m generous,
But pleasing to all? Not always,
Sometimes in fact I am envious,
I don’t condemn myself for this…
I’m not that pious,
I may leave that to the philosophers,
Since I’m not a genius,
Just trying to be cautious,
All I yearn for….
To be conscious.
All my friends I appreciate,
Thank God you all came my way
By fate,
All the good you do to me I replicate,
I try at my enemies not to hate,
I meditate upon everyone day and night,
Albeit uneasy to pull off I admit,
But that I exist is a fact,
And by doing this is I live,
I don’t doubt, I trust.
I feel sad,
I have been disappointed,
Disoriented and rejected,
Accused and misjudged,
My pleas going unheard,
My tears of innocence unseen,
But I emerge again from the rain dry,
For he brings courage I always yearned,
Faith that I’ve always wanted,
Joy that I’ve ever hoped for,
I’m happy.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
YOU WENT AWAY!
In your eyes I saw myself,
in my heart I needed help,
because at your thought of leaving me,
just made me want to yelp,
for surely I believed we were to be,
until you decided to go to the left,
leaving me here static to melt.
Inferior in the world I really felt,
since i considered you the best ever gift,
now I'm left to relive the past,
the past that seems even lost,
in the embers of nostalgia I still roast.
But someday someway, I will be in my nest,
living to the full my life in rest,
not wasteful years of love I spent,
with you whom I not really meant,
I think to me you were not sent,
yet I still respect that like I do the lent.
Danny
in my heart I needed help,
because at your thought of leaving me,
just made me want to yelp,
for surely I believed we were to be,
until you decided to go to the left,
leaving me here static to melt.
Inferior in the world I really felt,
since i considered you the best ever gift,
now I'm left to relive the past,
the past that seems even lost,
in the embers of nostalgia I still roast.
But someday someway, I will be in my nest,
living to the full my life in rest,
not wasteful years of love I spent,
with you whom I not really meant,
I think to me you were not sent,
yet I still respect that like I do the lent.
Danny
LOVE
In a single tree I see the whole forest, in one beast I see a whole herd but in you I see only me!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
BLOODY BATH
Far in the fields I see heaps of corpses,
Women and children running for the lives,
Men with arrows lodged in there chests,
Tears and blood, but just what went wrong?
This is not a disaster or a catastrophe,
Neither are the scenes from a horror movie,
It’s an ogre, tribal hatred out to accrue,
Dangerously taking root among us.
Fertile fields have turned into abattoirs,
Pretty lands littered by abandoned homes,
The people always on their heels, no peace,
In sorrow I can’t hold back my tears.
Growing are the passions to fight among tribes,
Tensed nights, the daylights promising the same,
The worst hit, usually women and children,
All these malevolence beats the purpose of life.
The causes of all these often branded inevitable,
Land, cattle, water conflicts, whatever it is,
Has sent us to the infinite dungeon of darkness,
What a pity that we’ll continue in disillusionment,
It begins with you, simply turn enmity into love,
Reverse the vengeance into forgiveness,
Change the suspicion and mistrust into trust,
Let’s cultivate gratitude towards our neighbours.
Healing these wounds will take a lifetime,
Filling the void left by victims, not that easy,
Talking about it provokes series of bitter memories,
Until we act, we’ll continue down deadly trenches.
But in every gloomy situation there’s hope,
Keeping tribalism at bay will steer us to tranquility,
Extending an olive branch to our neighbours,
For the darker the problems the brighter the solutions.
Danny
Women and children running for the lives,
Men with arrows lodged in there chests,
Tears and blood, but just what went wrong?
This is not a disaster or a catastrophe,
Neither are the scenes from a horror movie,
It’s an ogre, tribal hatred out to accrue,
Dangerously taking root among us.
Fertile fields have turned into abattoirs,
Pretty lands littered by abandoned homes,
The people always on their heels, no peace,
In sorrow I can’t hold back my tears.
Growing are the passions to fight among tribes,
Tensed nights, the daylights promising the same,
The worst hit, usually women and children,
All these malevolence beats the purpose of life.
The causes of all these often branded inevitable,
Land, cattle, water conflicts, whatever it is,
Has sent us to the infinite dungeon of darkness,
What a pity that we’ll continue in disillusionment,
It begins with you, simply turn enmity into love,
Reverse the vengeance into forgiveness,
Change the suspicion and mistrust into trust,
Let’s cultivate gratitude towards our neighbours.
Healing these wounds will take a lifetime,
Filling the void left by victims, not that easy,
Talking about it provokes series of bitter memories,
Until we act, we’ll continue down deadly trenches.
But in every gloomy situation there’s hope,
Keeping tribalism at bay will steer us to tranquility,
Extending an olive branch to our neighbours,
For the darker the problems the brighter the solutions.
Danny
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
GENDER
Most of the time I thank God for being born a male, I have never imagined myself as a woman. It’s this mentality that when let out for the other gender to hear, triggers an outcry of male chauvinism in many societies, numerous movements formed supposedly to fight the ‘male ego’ that they usually claim to be targeting them. To some extent this is true; men despising women and always ready with ‘facts’ and scriptures to justify their actions, but somewhere along the way the fundamental objective is blown away by the wind of hatred and competition emanating from the women.
Always there to bear the brunt is the boy child in the society. They are considered privileged and elevated from their female counterparts especially when we look back at many of our societies. Boys were truly favoured compared to women since they were supposed to carry on the legacy of their fathers and take care of their paternal homes as opposed to girls who were to be married away, but they (boys) too have similar problems to contend with in today’s changing lifestyle therefore ignoring them just because they were historically preferred, is the biggest injustice I believe there is. This is one of the most sensitive topics in today’s society accorded less attention than it deserves.
Most African governments are accused of neglecting gender equity and empowerment of the girl child. In an overview, the gender inequity is so conspicuous in almost all the sectors thus the spirited campaign some dubbed ‘affirmative action’. One thing is so elusive from people’s view in this matter; it’s never suppression of the female, but mastery of the art of survival by the male, using whichever means to get there. The governments surrounded by guilt, start creating numerous unnecessary support for the women so that they are cast to others in good light but the problem never goes away, this shows that the problem is never the problem but a creation of non-issues by ourselves.
Women will find it easy to hide behind historical injustices-if I may call them so. But this will not help in changing anything. Societies have changed and are still changing, in fact drastically, what brings the difference is how one strives to fit into the system. Women are known for their resilience and if they could just channel this precious virtue towards appropriate goals, then they won’t be blaming anyone. The world is a free ‘market’ where contention with other players in the sector defines one’s success or failure, male or female.
A number of women have realized this and are making men sweat and that is the idea; fair play. The number of women in the initially male dominated sectors is increasing from the not so appealing jua kali sector to banking halls and engineering all over the world. If only all the women could see this as a break they badly needed, then there would be no noise about gender equity. In the current economic turmoil in the world and especially here in Kenya, both boys and girls feel the pinch of either not going to school due to hunger or just utter poverty.
The women and proponents of gender equity should realize that depending on history for freebies is an idea passed with time and will only lag them behind in the achievement of this much touted issue. All they should spend all their time on if at all they need to is empowerment and encouragement of the presumably disoriented women and girls to take on their male counterparts in fighting it out with life. The soul reason of having your life is living it failure to which you bear the responsibility alone, with no one anywhere to blame. There is a lot of sense in this saying- a man (referring to the whole mankind) is in charge of his own destiny. Make it count.
Danny
Always there to bear the brunt is the boy child in the society. They are considered privileged and elevated from their female counterparts especially when we look back at many of our societies. Boys were truly favoured compared to women since they were supposed to carry on the legacy of their fathers and take care of their paternal homes as opposed to girls who were to be married away, but they (boys) too have similar problems to contend with in today’s changing lifestyle therefore ignoring them just because they were historically preferred, is the biggest injustice I believe there is. This is one of the most sensitive topics in today’s society accorded less attention than it deserves.
Most African governments are accused of neglecting gender equity and empowerment of the girl child. In an overview, the gender inequity is so conspicuous in almost all the sectors thus the spirited campaign some dubbed ‘affirmative action’. One thing is so elusive from people’s view in this matter; it’s never suppression of the female, but mastery of the art of survival by the male, using whichever means to get there. The governments surrounded by guilt, start creating numerous unnecessary support for the women so that they are cast to others in good light but the problem never goes away, this shows that the problem is never the problem but a creation of non-issues by ourselves.
Women will find it easy to hide behind historical injustices-if I may call them so. But this will not help in changing anything. Societies have changed and are still changing, in fact drastically, what brings the difference is how one strives to fit into the system. Women are known for their resilience and if they could just channel this precious virtue towards appropriate goals, then they won’t be blaming anyone. The world is a free ‘market’ where contention with other players in the sector defines one’s success or failure, male or female.
A number of women have realized this and are making men sweat and that is the idea; fair play. The number of women in the initially male dominated sectors is increasing from the not so appealing jua kali sector to banking halls and engineering all over the world. If only all the women could see this as a break they badly needed, then there would be no noise about gender equity. In the current economic turmoil in the world and especially here in Kenya, both boys and girls feel the pinch of either not going to school due to hunger or just utter poverty.
The women and proponents of gender equity should realize that depending on history for freebies is an idea passed with time and will only lag them behind in the achievement of this much touted issue. All they should spend all their time on if at all they need to is empowerment and encouragement of the presumably disoriented women and girls to take on their male counterparts in fighting it out with life. The soul reason of having your life is living it failure to which you bear the responsibility alone, with no one anywhere to blame. There is a lot of sense in this saying- a man (referring to the whole mankind) is in charge of his own destiny. Make it count.
Danny
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