Butwaa! 2

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Continuation from Butwaa Any mlevi reading this knows that hio mkojo ndio ime hold back kuzima ziii. So Liz takes her to a nearby washroom, and when she comes back, her legs seem to have forgotten their function, you know, like holding the body weight and supporting locomotion. Miguu zake ziko jelly jelly. So she just says,  "ebu mnishikilie kiasi"  That, my friends, was the last time I saw her standing. Her eyes shut, her mouth failed the speaking test, and she just fell into our hands. Visiting hours zimeisha, amevaa uniform, tuko in a location civilian hawafai kukuwa. Trouble was brewing like the water we just drank. We tell Liz juu pia yeye ako na uniform aende akuje na help as we try to make her vomit and pour water on her. Waapi!  Liz alienda na simu yake and the clothes we had brought. Mpaka leo 11 years later hajawai rudi. We are there for 30 mins and catch the radar: civilians on government land. A whistle is blown, and close to 40 officers ...

The Phenom Will Rise™


Oh I am a wreck

Everything I touch I break

From hearts to promises

I always end up with regrets

Is it me 

or 
is there somebody else 

living 

inside my body?

I don’t feel like myself

Sometimes 

I plan to get up the next morning 

go to work

But night comes 

I can’t sleep 

so I don’t come out of this bed 

in sunrise 

because I feel exhausted 

and I can’t relax

There comes a time 

I don’t even know 

what date or time it is

I just exist 

in the moment 

trying to run away from reality

This is a 100km race

Am sweating and panting profusely 

but I don’t see the finish line 

after an everlasting race

I might lose it already 

hope is cascading

I might be fading

beyond recognition

I don’t recognize this man 

I have grown to be

Am growing less each day of my life 
and 

I have a son who looks up to me

I believe he does 

maybe he doesn’t

I just can’t contemplate 

How do I raise a Son 

when I can’t see the glory of the sun?

How will I explain to a little kid 

that his daddy has not done enough 

to raise him

How will I live with myself 

knowing very well 

that I failed 

as a parent?

Apparently, 

I have no answers 

All I got 

is more questions to self

self is a silent sad being

Yes I am a man 

My dick can confirm it 

am I innot man enough 

Not this time

#ThePhenomWillRise™

       

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