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