Browsing: PROSE & POETRY
Today morning I arrived First at church And took the front seat But at 11am I am now seated at the back And it now hits…
Father wants my elder sister To forget the blackboard And warm his old friend’s bed As his seventh wife: An old man’s veal for his old…
Why all this hubbub, the minister asks About the killing of 10 people in an accident On our potholed roads Or the death of 16 women…
Tones of burden wrapped round my neck Head wrinkled. Hands bruised Emotions turned emojis: flecks. Blaring sweet music? Rattle and clatter Restless heart: worried of this…
The cancer machine can wait For we have more urgent priorities Like flying the honourable minister To India for cancer treatment The wananchi can line up…
Help me paint a picture of a soulless city
in Africa’s sunrise whose sun its gloom
has swallowed. Draw it as dark as darkness
itself. Paint the walking shells of humans