The Dp Made To Perform.
He always rakes it in, And doesnt rap out about it
Budding Poets
Where Words Find Their Wings
Plight Of The Unseen
I write, For the penniless and empty,
Tough Choice
Am torn Am torn between two incompatible regions
Darkness In Light
Standing solitary in the midst of the lake Lacking a clue on the course to take
The Solitude Power
I'm powerful you know, They created and appointed me their priority
My Beautiful Motherland
Oh Kenya, my motherland You ooze beauty, infallible beauty
Spurned Love
The sky starts to fade, Into muted pastels,
Raped Hope
(Plot by Lucy Oduor) She remembers her Mama's words,
Untitled
*Untitled* Blessed are his looks
Blind Fight
I see the ignorance seize, And slay our sights in bloodlessness,
She Asked For Me
She asked for my avocation, I told her it's walking in the rain,
Maybe Its You
Hey hubby, hi. I don't know you yet.