SHE IS A WARRIOR

SHE IS A WARRIOR

SHE IS A WARRIOR

KANYOOR

"Babe you're so pretty and I would like you to move in with me. I'll take care of you always"

Those were his words decades ago

When I was still living with my parents

It's now 13years since the 'moving together' happened

The shit taking care of remained a history

Tears on the pillow now filled even the sheets at times

The struggle to cover the nakedness of her family was her priority

These kids needed a role model

Seeing the lazy comfortable man, she took both the titles of being the husband and wife.

The breadwinner she became.

The husband she counted among her children too

As the children gazed at her to provide the house chores gave her no alternative.

This was her job this was her

This was what being a mother of the land entails

Being strong to these kids was painful but she had to.

She could complain all she wants but a legend she'll be in latter days.

A warrior for them

A warrior for her mother land.

MASTEL

Yes, a warrior she will turn to be

And for your information, a legendary warrior coz

Thou she walks bare, her shoes you cant fit

She is more than perfect coz when her man turned

To be irresponsible she tried to fit in his shoes and

Do you know what…she fitted perfectly

When Shaggy sang THE STRENGTH OF A WOMAN

Am double sure it was dedicated to her coz

Taking care of her kids and sticking to the marriage vows

Is an achievement not even meme lord cant turn into joke.

Mothers day hers should came twice a week

Coz she has never proven weak

She never lifts weights but she carries her family everywhere

Despite being the sole breadwinner she also ensure the bread

Got zesta when blue band she can’t afford

She is the true definition of a woman

And if she were poetry she would be a perfect piece

@kanyoormastelpoetry

2020

ELIMISHA MWENZAKO

Am sorry I hated my teachers,not knowing am one of them.
Not registered with TSC,but through poetry naelimisha mwenzangu.
Walininyima chaki na blackboard,God akaniwai mic so na inspire mwenzangu.
Nilisikia haba na haba hujaza kibaba so let's join hands tuelimishe bro na siz yangu.

Education is key,but with humility and kindness you have a bunch of keys.
Let's be humble and kind for our brothers illiteracy goodbye to kiss.
You might never buy them books or pens,but your presence here keeps them at peace.
For we were all created for one reason,kumake brothers na sister zetu waishi.

The world is a book,those who do not travel only read one page.
Let's make our brothers journey in education simple,by making them read the content of this book.
If we are broke to afford all that,let's make sure at least they open the cover page.

Mohammed Ali

Mohammed Ali

Cassius Clay

The Legend

He was not a humble man
Everything he did, was big and grand
He taunted and barbed with poetic flair
His opponents he angered
Entertainment in the air

He was a legend, bigger than man
A champion in the ring
He often took a heroic stand
Breaking barriers of narrow minds
He defined his style in his own time

His greatest feats were not title wins
Nor his taunts and bragging sins
Inside there was a more humble man
Who stood for the downtrodden in troubled lands
Full of humility he still could sting like a bee

In the end he floats away
A softer man, of a fighter’s heart
So shed a tear, for this complex legend
Whose humble beginnings’
The butterfly brought home to his roots

God brought him back to his beginning
Cassius Clay he was… and now lives in eternity
Freed not by name
But by convictions... of his
Good deeds

UNSPOKEN

The streets know him by name,he is a star with no fame
they always judge him and so he pleaded guilty they now call him the beggar
i swear i saw him today and i offered to help
instead he asked for a pen and this is his message for you

in every seed, there is a tree
in every sheep, there is a flock
in every cow, there is a herd
in every boy, there is a man
in every girl, there is a woman
and in every nation a generation
               
                 BUT
Tragedy strikes when a man dies in a boy
a woman in a girl and a generation in a nation

failure is the key to success
 and if they change the padlock
just break in tell them we were born to win
if they cut off lights in your life
jump in jubilation and remind them stars only shine in darkness

for once be selfish never to give up
let them call you a miser but retain your hope
they may cut both your legs but
in hope like a grasshopper you can hop

they made to the finishing line before remind them you drew it
never made it in the marathon remind them you top the human race
tell them to give you space coz they cant keep your pace
 and if they claim to be heroes remind them you are the hero to their heroes

AT THE TOUCH OF LOVE

GREAT TALENT

at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet
that's why siku ya kwanza nilimuona ilibaki nimemwandikia a sonnet
ju kaa cable ma heart kwake imeconnect
and do i need to say,her beauty, is out of this planet

she has turned to be my dream girl, no wonder me humuita my sleeping pill

KEEP IT UP BABY GYAL

my heart dances to her heart beat and when she moves my world stands still
do not steal is the 8th commandment but lord forgive me
 for her a glance i always have to steal

my whole body is preparing for funeral,ju kusema ukweli nishaa mkufia
beauty must be her real name thats why madem huvaa weave ju kofia washaa mvulia
God created her to perfection,thats why namsifia
and if you want to prove me right,uliza Nameless alimuwaza hadi akasinzia

ata ningekuwa kipofu i swear bado ningemkula kwa macho
ju ata bila sight mi humuona in my visions
kwangu ye maryjane thats why she my addiction
na ata kaa angekuwa impossible she would still be my mission

THE TITLE-LESS POEM

When opportunities don't opens door for you
be creative and pass through the window
when your room is too dark use your sixth sense
and make a crack on the wall to at least let in some light
to shine on your life for you to draw your future

 when every thing is gone,hold tight to your breath
to stay alive and when that seems impossible 
may success be your death wish and victory build your tomb
when your heart is broken, make life your wife until death do you apart
if you acted on the first scene you can also feature on the next
keep the script in your mind and let hope be your co-actor
faith be your director and failure the bad boy

 as long you are breathing,
make hoping against hope your career 
even if your future seems dark 
you can paint it with a brighter colour
that will even irritate the eyes of the blind

 if they don't love you,never judge them 
may be they are too broke to afford some love for you
they make you cry daily
use your tears to irrigate your success
and if it grows ask them to help in harvesting

 if stuck in traffic
leave the car and start the walk
even if through hell,you can find warm water
for a cool bath
or a cup filled with hot coffee.