Tis that day i set foot on this craved for city
I call it Nairobi
“When you reach safe ,let us know
Mama’a voice echoed ”
I held by woven basket close to my armpit
Then only possesion i had
Those days it wasnt that bad
Days drowned and weeks whisked so fast
I love the pimped Kayole mats
The music did boom
O making my heart shake within my rib cage
It was a small paradise from home
The streetlights gave the city heights
At night the city was white
I never longed to go home
Today i miss you mum
Sweet lullabies you’d humn
I would wake up for the cock crow was my alarm
I miss you mum
Please carry me some yams
I coil in pain
My heart is weak with sorrow
The pain in me did leave me hollow
That even to my friends i cant say hello
Mama i pain like a widow
I burried my heart down Nairobi river
And to the street dogs i wanna give my liver
Still am a believer
Your teachings held meaning to me
For i go to church
And pastor preaches salvation and forgiveness
Get me this and that
I hang on their orders’ list like a hat
You did see my picture
When you came over
I wore hired clothes
I wore two clothes
Then i had to tire :the weight was too much
But your smile kept me warm
That of their habit i couldn’t warn
Mama reach me in your prayers
Touch me with your love
For iam dying to be with you
Iam sick and coiled on this bed
Hurting is my head
Mama tears i sieve by my heart
☆★☆antoh ghostpoems
→its a dedication (wont say her name)
You pain i cry
Love it nice one
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Say her name hehehehhe
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Hahahahaha lady of the woven basket
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Ushasema haha
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Cjasema na sisemi hahaha😜😜😜😜
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I got a clue..trust me
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Hahah u cheeky one 😋😋
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Naah…ain’t as cheeky as you dho
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Hahahahahah u win but still am gud n no cheeky uh huh
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Ok nuh biggy…you looser hahah
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Aaaaaw
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Aaaaw
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Haha
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Hahaha
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I love this poem its great
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Thanks
Much are yet to come
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