Jumanne, 29 Januari 2019

WHEN PEACE DESERTS

WHEN PEACE DESERTS

The land is filled with tears, blood and destructions
The nation is built with explosions and genocides
Children are recruited to take arms and wear bullets
Women are killed, infants suck milk from the dead  bodies
Tombs lavish and bodies are buried on the earth surface
Churches become soul refuge and life end in Holy places.

When peace deserts
Officials flee with crafts and smile down to the dying innocents
Rapes surpass to sooth the evil men with tattered brains
Machetes struck necks and struck bodies to pieces
Bodies are buried in passports while in one's breath
Land is deserted with its nature, seeking refuge in alien.

When peace deserts
Fear is adorned, peace is in a narrowest path of reach
Men become vultures collecting bodies and consuming
Men become rich, men sell fiery arms to kill the natives
Under the awful agreement, praising wars to last forever.
Daughters take roles of the dead mothers!

THE DEATH OF THE POET

THE DEATH OF THE POET

Death of the poet
Whether early or late
In battle or in bed
Accidental or self inflicted
Carries his ultimately fatal price.

Death of a poet
Is the freedom of swindles
And the fate to downtrodden
For poet is a sacrificial victimized
Blood is his smiling death warrant!

The poet's preference
Wears in warm slippers
And dwells in pickled onions
Racing to the cricket and scores
Personal disaster to marvelous write!

Jumapili, 13 Januari 2019

YOUR FUNKY MANSION

BEHIND YOUR FUNKY MANSION

You will find shanties
Few will get downstairs
But this is my homestead
Though I am always golden.

My nature is green and glee
My rapture is greeny and free
But you're as closer as Oxygen
I love neighbours but not visitors.

A visitor came and stole
My baby born and I am null
Left back baby pants tattered
Less in use buried underground.

A cry to reddish eyes is your rape
Fermenting my land you saw help
Racist belief was adorned to fatal
Induction of ancient land and blow
Craving and crushing to emptiness
And I was left with nothing but sobs.

Alhamisi, 10 Januari 2019

NATIVITY LYRICS

NATIVITY LYRICS

Behold, the world was set aglow
Over two thousand years ago
A little one child was born
Jesus Christ, son of God
Saviour of the wicked world.

Christmas, the world tranquil peace
Christmas, the fights completely cease
Christmas, abundant miracles we receive
Christmas, impossibilities we receive !

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Harks of redemption, sing the world
Sparks over skies, see the world
Peace descends, deep into our heats.

Christmas, the season of giving
Lifting spirits higher to paradise
Showing the way to blinds
Smiling with needy beings.

What should I render to you God
For your unconditional love to us
That you gave your only begotten son
Jesus Christ, came and saved us !

If I were a Shepherd
I would bring a healthy lamb
If I were a wise man
I would play my part
I surrender my heart to you Lord.

A LETTER TO MODERN CANNIBALS

A LETTER TO MODERN  CANNIBALS

Dear modern cannibals
Dear loaded cannibals
Modernised cannibals
Cannibals of mankind

Stop feeding on human flesh
Stop peeping nose into clergy
Clergy of spiritual fresh flesh
Stop striking and tearing flesh

For it's your turn you claim
Of eating to let bellies swell
Your bellies of dissatisfaction
For it's your time of blindness.

You claim upon unreasonable cause
You claim upon unjustifiable cause
You claim of mankind menopause
That we're barren of our mankind.

Dear cannibals, cannibals of fate
Fatal blow visits your homestead
For an ignorant being is now clever
Clever of nonsense you tease ever.

MY EQUIVOCAL WHIMPERS ON AFRICA

MY EQUIVOCAL WHIMPERS ON AFRICA

Africa of the widowed mothers
Africa of the wrinkled dry faces
I cry, I try to let tongue navigate
Africa, in whimpers I have to tell.

My memory remembers you wept
My memory tells you were whipped
In caravans you walked to eastern
Eastern, western, a stranger on land!

Africa, tiny magnanimous Africa
Africa tricked by genius pamper
Matured Africa, worn in pampa
Trafficked and slashed Africa.

And a flag independence you grabbed
Into your shivering hands you collapsed
Lacking sovereignty of your richness
Behind your door they stole your riches.

I pity and scream for your noble death
From the terrains and corners of land
Blood is filling your land with curses
Africa crawling in jingles and chains.

I plead the minority puppets and egoists
I plead the hollow humanity noble beings
I plead the cries of innocent noble souls
Dying on earth of reluctant poor leaders.

I plead for bloodshed in Congo lands
Celebrities brought by fierce mankind
Kissing blood and sitting on evil thrones
This is Africa, Africa of the minorities.

UNCHAIN MY HANDS

UNCHAIN MY HANDS

Being a free man
Is a free right
To enjoy and see
Being free from chains
Is my right to claim as a man
A free man, a man I deserve to be.

Hand cuffed and drowned into darkness
Covered with an umbra like darkness
Cast off darkness for light to illuminate
For I am a man, a valuable man, ego says
Strengthened to unchain my enslavement
Enslavement being my anathema to light.

Blood stains marking my humanity
Blood stains covering my body
For I am lost, left in a wallowing world
For I am found into jaws of fierce lions
Chewing my screaming dying body
For I have lost control and direction.

Jumanne, 8 Januari 2019

BEAUTIFUL AFRICAN WOMAN

BEAUTIFUL AFRICAN WOMAN

Wears beads, bangles and bracelets
Wears them for extreme beauty
Wearing them with pride for beauty
Wearing smile bigger, brighter than sun.

She wears scars telling her of bitter past
Bitter past to make her an African woman
Scars and bruises brought by thick ropes
Ropes twisting, blowing badly her body.

Her scars narrate stories of slavery, wars
Like tragic movies lacking fiery arms
But fighting by poisonous arrows
Defending her dominion and hybrids.

She feels proud of holes and gaps
In her mouth to complete her beauty
Beads define her identity and entity
Fighting for heritage, negritude splendid.

She loves her kinsmen from inner heart
Praising herbs effective than tablet
Walking majestically, calm like gazelle
Her beautiful bare feet touching grass
Her smile exposes white teeth, beauties!

Jumamosi, 5 Januari 2019

PATRIOTIC LYRICS

PATRIOTIC LYRIC

Generation comes
Generation passes
The blood of peace
Irrigates humanities.

Once humanity violated
Declares protest by oppressed
Raise the platform of equality
To seal the essence of creation.

The pen tears an ink
To raise up the died
Stood for the majority rights
At home, diaspora, descendants.

The march to Washington
Built the value of renown
King and Rosa Parks
X and Marcus.

The dream dreamt
Made the white feel black
Black of magnanimity
Though thought in serendipity.

Black and white
Heavenly Father created
Why superiority of race
While both blood colour red?

THE INCREDIBLE NIGHTMARE

THE INCREDIBLE  NIGHTMARES.

I opened my eyes
Wider than laying kites
Looking over the skies
It was calm and blue sky.

My thoughts struggled with vigour
To hang my mind to bitter humour
Crawling in narrow lane and sour
Tongue like crocodile's tail's tour.

Lonely jungle field in my presence
East, west, south, north,birds sang
To please and believe I was not on
The way to destruction and fate.

The harmattan like blossom wind
Elevated my feet to actual motion
Cold froze my feet and muscles
Like chameleon I slowly moved.

A sudden fall like monkey from top
Afar I heard and hidden under roof
Vagabond invisible creature troop
Surrounded and invaded my roof.

My sharp spear swung in rhythms
Their needle like weapons crushed
They escaped in badly wounded
In mystery was left tired wounded.

Alhamisi, 3 Januari 2019

LET THEM FLY

LET THEM FLY

For their wings blow vigorously
And fixed upon the tighten pivot
Like an aeroplane's fixed parts
To ease the flying to the destined.

They are lions streaking to preys
Preys of the empty meaty bodies
Though exceed in tremendous cry
Lions break laughter and swallows

Prey pays no retreat at loose race
Prey lives beneath deserted pace
Though sour sweats, right place
To spare the soul perishing face.

Let them fly to the far east
For the launched voyage to east
Will last to the far east via coast
Wind blows to let marine frost.

The shrinking faces shriek to shrill
For the fiery paths spark violently
Igniting to staunchly loose of light
Let them fly to east, east is destiny.