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Mad man to sad man

Too much thought to trifle 

A man’s got his rifle, to his chin

About to blow his brains to smithereen. 

No break from evolving trouble, 

It literally feels like it rains in rabbles. 

Its like opening a door to an avalanche, knowing that the next door its worst than than. 

See life sweeps the floor with his face while karma plays its tricks on him till he lacks faith. 

Even if he pulls through the avalanche, an eruption is about to occur reaches out. 

Afore he pulls the trigger, remember this is all in the ill mind of a mad man transforming to a sadman. 

I mean, what is the point of holding on when all that happens is getting blown. Being at the disadvantage of the world’s game, its better to end it at your own pace. Right? You answer that. 

Is it justified to be undignified, stripped of pride, getting a thorny ride to your eventual demise? 

They say no pain no gain but if its more pain no gain whats the point trying. 

He might as well call on to the sandman to put him to sleep for all eternity. For that seem to be his only and final destiny. 

The girl of my dreams? Tell me… 

​Like a wrecking ball it hits me so hard I feel  my rib cage would give in.

She is the girl of my dreams, that’s why this hurts far worse than a bullet to the gut

You see, I love her but  she don’t love me, 

I’d lie and say I understand, that we all get cold feet 

Wants me to be her friend, thats like the biggest disgrace to any man who poured his heart out and got a sucker punch. 

Then you hear from your friend saying “nigga you know how you sound right now, you are my man I would think that you are punk right now, 

You got the world going on  for you, why you gotta fool so much ” 

Funny though, I thought i was perfect for her, 

I suppose it wasn’t in the way I thought, 

I didn’t mean the same to her.

Am yet to think about whether I should follow the scripts advice and be the man who can’t be moved

Close enough? 

​Am reaching out to you, 

It seems  that am missing you, like crazy. 

As I try to get close to you

Damn! I need you.. 

But I find the more I  walk toward you, the more you  slip through my fingers. 

I know  I haven’t been  a friend of  late 

My actions make me feel like I  put me in jail. 

Can’t get to you even though I punch that wall till the impact chews to my knuckles. 

Truth is, even if you are close to  me it feels like I have to cross  this mountain, 

And that makes me hopeless

I get so thoughtless

I go on a rampage, 

With brandy in my blood channel 

My mind in a frenzy, and your picture engraved in my eyes, am weary. 

Its not that I cant be with you its just that am lost  without you 

Alone and wanting you, but not knowing how you feel is basically 

Putting a sailor in world without an ocean 

Grasping at straws

Everybody always  smile in times  of trouble to show  that that trouble doesn’t shake them. 
But facing that demon is not always a walk in the park

Hell you couldn’t even raise a grain of sand when facing some problems. 

So you turn desperate, from sweet to  sour. 

Some comes and tells you, “don’t show your back to your friends, you never know how many knives may go through.”

So you protect yourself by aligning yourself to the wall. 

Hoping that the ball won’t roll, on you. 

Even if you see no chance of survival, you still claw your way up the sink hole

Joe Frazier went at it  with Mohammed Ali,

Toe to toe with this giant badly. 

But he knew that was the last time def kweli. 

Though he threw those punches for his life, his legacy 

He earned his place in the wall of legends, the guy who went at it with the charismatic Mohammed Ali. 

So fight your way through, you might come out in beast mode

Thrive after you come out of that hole that you struggle tooth and nail to get out of… 

Lady, look into my mind! 

​I write this down hoping that you’ll end up reading it,

See, I find myself strolling down the city streets, 

Engulfed in an argument with my ultra egos,

Them saying something like, “bro, why you got to be making decisions on impulse? Its not right  how you hid from her, you gotta take a leap of faith…” 

Got me thinking, in the past I ended our conversations way to quick, afraid that I might give you  an reason not to be interested in me. 

Its funny how my very actions got me thrown off the bus. 

The thing is, with the day today life I find that my train of thoughts isn’t what we call normal. 

With that kind of realization, I hope you  don’t blame for thinking that you’ll stratify me as a weirdo.

Don’t  get me wrong, I’d rather be weird and myself than be a guy acting like something his not.

Cause really if my efforts as myself wasn’t enough, then I may as well as come to a conclusion that maybe it wasn’t worth the try. 

So like I said, I find myself strolling down the city streets. 

Pondering and wondering how to tell you that I have been crushing on you. 

Thinking about a utopian world where am the hero who gets the girl. 

Ha! So if you have read this, known that am on my way to tell, 

Sorry it took too long. 

Exam waiting 

​His heart is pounding, leg are shaking

As he walks into the room that his facing, you can see in his eyes, the doubt unmistaken. 

With enough  will power, he brought himself to his desk. 

Looking around the room, it seemed gloomy, 

It looked like everyone else felt the pressure. At least he wasn’t  alone, in this battle of  pens and papers. 

Waiting for the event of the day to begin, his mind wonders, to a world where there is nothing  but leisure, 

Not something  he was expecting, but its not something that he would be regretting, 

Cause in such a time of nervousness, the smallest things can give you pleasure. 

As the papers were being distributed, he kept staring at his fellow classmates to find any little information about them. 

The effort proved ney. 

He resorted to wait, heard pages flip, pens tap the desk. 

They appeared to be getting louder by the minute 

They all seemed busy, that meant  that they understood the questions, 

What if he didn’t? What if all the studying he did was all for nothing?

It was just a matter of time before he got fed up, but the paper finally came. 

Wide eyed as he started to read the  question, 

But that’s a story for another day.

No role models 

​No role models and am here  right now, 

No role models to speak of. 

Aye… Life’s a bitch but she the baddest bitch. 

But without her we ain’t  got  no better us. She is a lesson that we can’t  live without. 

So even if you  call 911 and run,  you’d be ashamed about it. 

Now remember, back to a better you, before you were a great family, before you  had the courage to protect all of that imagination…

Who had your back when you were but a fledgling? 

This I wrote inspired by J. Cole… No role models…

Maybe life is the role model?