By this name,
I belong to a motherland with reason
That I, son of the village horn have to live by
By this name,
I acquire a title sometimes within a season
Either good or bad, as time pass by
By this name,
I carry my ID with accreditation
Of being a peace loving citizen, sometimes a lullaby
By this name,
I pledge to help my neighbour towards freedom
Stand to be counted as a responsible member of society
Whenever I think of raising a machete to dice
Swinging a sword to slice
Or whisking a gun to bruise…
…I reflect my mirrors to notice the ashamed recognition
When I say “I am Kenyan”
And stop before I start,
…This life abortion.
……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2008
As I pass through this God given life,many are the things I see, hear, experience or dream.. In the process I build up words, while walking,working,relaxing or dreaming, and since they dont grow on trees,later on I consolidate them into these lovely pieces! I have more than a hundred of them, so the much you are seeing is just a tip of the iceberg. Finally i have a publisher! My first book will be coming out in November..book your autographed copy while stocks last.
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Thursday, June 30, 2011
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