Oops! There goes my mind
Click click click..
Goes the sound of my heel
Sunebeam, Bata
Ah ah ah honey; D&Gabbana.
They got me on their covers
Others wish me in their covers
Some want me, in covers
Lifestyle of the rich and famous, and the others.
So I need to look good
Make this life look all good
Pose, smile for the camera
Walk, strut on this arena.
Burberry in my fragrance
Spotlight on me, the ambience
Drink, expensive hernessy
Recognize, y’all need to see.
By my side, husband my third
Just smile and wave boy, I'm the stud
Your shine is thanks to me hun
This script let me run.
Lift my hand as you help my step
Out of the limo, don’t fake your grip
Kiss kiss in the air, don’t mudge the face
Perfection is all they should trace.
Uuh I’m loving this camera action
My swagger, their reaction
My poise, their criticism
Mostly their fanatism.
And I look at them scream
Their praises for me they sing
I scorn them, they made me
Am famous, they are just ‘we’.
So then chant, dance, pass out
I’ll sign it for you then I’m out
Me and you two worlds apart
U remain others, I play the part!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Just..
Allow me a minute or two
And take you to lands afar
Choose a colour, yellow or blue
Sail with me, pick a star.
I write to escape, run away
In this rhythm I hope to sway
Have no clue not where me it shall take
As long as I just get my break
Come let’s stare at sunflowers
And hear the gentle rush of the waters
Mind not the passing of the hours
Let’s turn this escapade into ours.
Maybe forget the day
Monday Wednesday Friday
Let’s play with this breeze
Relish in its sweet tease.
No don’t wake me yet
I have to go with the sunset
No don’t leave yet
Dusk is just about yet.
Oh come on let loose
Put aside the ruckus
Embrace the swoosh
No need for fracas.
Just escape for a lil bit
You’ll be back in a bit
Enjoy the fantasy a bit
Let it suck your every bit.
We live once you know
So when u get time, just soar
U’ll be back you know
To the world’s irritating roar.
And take you to lands afar
Choose a colour, yellow or blue
Sail with me, pick a star.
I write to escape, run away
In this rhythm I hope to sway
Have no clue not where me it shall take
As long as I just get my break
Come let’s stare at sunflowers
And hear the gentle rush of the waters
Mind not the passing of the hours
Let’s turn this escapade into ours.
Maybe forget the day
Monday Wednesday Friday
Let’s play with this breeze
Relish in its sweet tease.
No don’t wake me yet
I have to go with the sunset
No don’t leave yet
Dusk is just about yet.
Oh come on let loose
Put aside the ruckus
Embrace the swoosh
No need for fracas.
Just escape for a lil bit
You’ll be back in a bit
Enjoy the fantasy a bit
Let it suck your every bit.
We live once you know
So when u get time, just soar
U’ll be back you know
To the world’s irritating roar.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Of words and freedom..
Of words and freedom:
Oh Australia!!!!
Kevin Rudd, Australia’s Premiere is probably the one guy who I can say has a lot of nerve. (Choose a phrase to replace that if you want!) His recent speech focusing on a fundamental right, freedom of worship couldn’t have come out at a better time. A time where Nigeria has buried nearly and could be over 150 of its nationals killed over religion related differences. A time when many more nations have adamantly refused to let a ‘religious fugitive’ use their air space, let alone take a pit stop in their land. A time in which we are heading where who you think created the world may be your new passport!
Rudd strongly believes that ‘immigrants, not Australians must adapt’ to the country’s lifestyle, norms and historic caves of genesis that give a sense of belonging. You chose the place and all that defines and shapes it; then eat your vegetables! If you can’t change how the map looks like, then for the sake of all that is good and pure, deal with it. Live and let live. And that applies to the words and the freedom that it gives me as a human being. They say true freedom is only in the mind. I say out of the abundance of the heart (greatly linked to the mind in ways more than one) the mouth speaketh. Yes; SPEAKETH!
But Rudd also brings out another fundamental right should you not be comfortable. The ‘Freedom to Leave’. How simply intelligent this is Mr. Premier! Why would you shatter my car’s windscreen or worse still, get a bullet lodged in your stomach for a man you have never seen? Why would you fight what is fundamentally necessary to keep the ‘untouchable’ away from your backyard, meaning your safety comes first?
Very simple; leave. A whole nation can’t be staring immeasurable peril in its eye because of what can and can’t be said. For too long have governments and quite honestly you and I been compartmentalized because we can’t say this or that. The media have had their fair share of this cake, and pitifully will still be forced to gobble down some more. Why? Because we are afraid of the liberty we will own from freed words. Sadly we are more than comfortable in your little spaces and vocations. Better the devil we know than the angel we don’t right?
Wrong! Just like Rudd, I am more than convinced that we need to befriend this angel and really know what they are about. And if that means that I will have to speak, then so be it. The devil that we know is increasingly becoming the number one stranger, hovering right among us. Things need to change, and soon.
Let’s sew in the threads that have always held us together, tighten the knots of that mesh that we call ‘Kenya-ism’. Keep the faith, keep the culture, keep everything, keep it all. And if it means using words, then by all means, feel free.
‘We didn't force you to come here. You asked to be here. So accept the country YOU accepted.' said Rudd, the freed.
Oh Australia!!!!
Kevin Rudd, Australia’s Premiere is probably the one guy who I can say has a lot of nerve. (Choose a phrase to replace that if you want!) His recent speech focusing on a fundamental right, freedom of worship couldn’t have come out at a better time. A time where Nigeria has buried nearly and could be over 150 of its nationals killed over religion related differences. A time when many more nations have adamantly refused to let a ‘religious fugitive’ use their air space, let alone take a pit stop in their land. A time in which we are heading where who you think created the world may be your new passport!
Rudd strongly believes that ‘immigrants, not Australians must adapt’ to the country’s lifestyle, norms and historic caves of genesis that give a sense of belonging. You chose the place and all that defines and shapes it; then eat your vegetables! If you can’t change how the map looks like, then for the sake of all that is good and pure, deal with it. Live and let live. And that applies to the words and the freedom that it gives me as a human being. They say true freedom is only in the mind. I say out of the abundance of the heart (greatly linked to the mind in ways more than one) the mouth speaketh. Yes; SPEAKETH!
But Rudd also brings out another fundamental right should you not be comfortable. The ‘Freedom to Leave’. How simply intelligent this is Mr. Premier! Why would you shatter my car’s windscreen or worse still, get a bullet lodged in your stomach for a man you have never seen? Why would you fight what is fundamentally necessary to keep the ‘untouchable’ away from your backyard, meaning your safety comes first?
Very simple; leave. A whole nation can’t be staring immeasurable peril in its eye because of what can and can’t be said. For too long have governments and quite honestly you and I been compartmentalized because we can’t say this or that. The media have had their fair share of this cake, and pitifully will still be forced to gobble down some more. Why? Because we are afraid of the liberty we will own from freed words. Sadly we are more than comfortable in your little spaces and vocations. Better the devil we know than the angel we don’t right?
Wrong! Just like Rudd, I am more than convinced that we need to befriend this angel and really know what they are about. And if that means that I will have to speak, then so be it. The devil that we know is increasingly becoming the number one stranger, hovering right among us. Things need to change, and soon.
Let’s sew in the threads that have always held us together, tighten the knots of that mesh that we call ‘Kenya-ism’. Keep the faith, keep the culture, keep everything, keep it all. And if it means using words, then by all means, feel free.
‘We didn't force you to come here. You asked to be here. So accept the country YOU accepted.' said Rudd, the freed.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Wise words
Night brightens to day
Stars become the sun
Another day, another way
Another test..no please no, I pray.
They’ve become too many these tests
They’ve turned me too shady these tests
They’ve turned me too shaky these tests
These tests…
So when will I learn the lesson
And this lesson has a sequel
And the sequel its prequel
This lesson that shows me the fool.
Come on man, save me this time
They can’t see me like this prime
Status, space, vocation
Lights, camera, action..
It’s out in the light
The bright light shining
Illuminating my nudity
Draw the blinds, they shouldn’t see..
Point of order, why hide sir?
Let me be, there’s no order in that
Bring forth cloth; too much at stake
But sir, aren’t we all naked?
Stripped off our identities by rising ‘wannabees’
Our game unfairly lost by penny-eyed referees
Soaked present of icy cold future, trembling
All scared of tomorrow’s coming.
If you hide, where will we appear?
If you run, how will we disappear?
If you lie, what will we adhere?
If you cover, who will we admire?
Point of order sir, I beg to differ
This time not with global trends, but-out offers
Point of order sir, I beg to not filter
Your humanity not to alter.
Oh such innonence..guard it little one
Before it’s raped by this monster, this world
Come sit at my feet, listen to these words clothing me with good
They’ll very soon come do you good.
I have to hide little one
My openness will harm little one
Not you, those coming on
So tighten your lips, I said nought, you saw not.
Little one you turn away, I pray, take this test away!
Stars become the sun
Another day, another way
Another test..no please no, I pray.
They’ve become too many these tests
They’ve turned me too shady these tests
They’ve turned me too shaky these tests
These tests…
So when will I learn the lesson
And this lesson has a sequel
And the sequel its prequel
This lesson that shows me the fool.
Come on man, save me this time
They can’t see me like this prime
Status, space, vocation
Lights, camera, action..
It’s out in the light
The bright light shining
Illuminating my nudity
Draw the blinds, they shouldn’t see..
Point of order, why hide sir?
Let me be, there’s no order in that
Bring forth cloth; too much at stake
But sir, aren’t we all naked?
Stripped off our identities by rising ‘wannabees’
Our game unfairly lost by penny-eyed referees
Soaked present of icy cold future, trembling
All scared of tomorrow’s coming.
If you hide, where will we appear?
If you run, how will we disappear?
If you lie, what will we adhere?
If you cover, who will we admire?
Point of order sir, I beg to differ
This time not with global trends, but-out offers
Point of order sir, I beg to not filter
Your humanity not to alter.
Oh such innonence..guard it little one
Before it’s raped by this monster, this world
Come sit at my feet, listen to these words clothing me with good
They’ll very soon come do you good.
I have to hide little one
My openness will harm little one
Not you, those coming on
So tighten your lips, I said nought, you saw not.
Little one you turn away, I pray, take this test away!
Friday, January 15, 2010
Where do we run to?
4.53 pm on the 12th day of January 2010 must have been the darkest hour for inhabitants of Port-au-Prince, Haiti, and its outskirts. Property of unknown worth reduced to shambles, deaths and casualties with numbers rising, owing to a 7.0 magnitude earthquake that hit the poorest country in the Western Hemisphere. Thousands still remain trapped in the rubble with more not knowing where else to call home save for the already packed streets. International aid agencies and governments world over are now ganging up humanitarian help in a bid to respond to this emergency situation.
Yet this huge catastrophe could have been avoided. According to the Miami Herald, geologists had long warned about seismic pressures building up along the Enriquillo Fault Line that runs from Jamaica through Port-au-Prince and into the Enriquillo Valley in the Dominican Republic. They had predicted a 7.2 magnitude earthquake or even more; they just didn’t know when it would happen.
A little back home, Kenya, and similar situations though not as grim leave the same bitter taste in our mouths. January 9th 2010 saw the death of three people, four others injured and 40 households left homeless as a result of a collapsed building in the country’s Central province. 21st October 2009, 17 people lost their lives working in a construction site, whose works had been flagged as disastrous by a local court three days before the incident.
In the month of December 2009 alone, at least 24 people as well as 6000 livestock died while 70,000 men, women and children were left in dire need of humanitarian aid as a result of floods prompted by the El-Nino rains. They too had been earlier advised by the Meteorological department to prepare themselves enough for the coming disaster. Some heeded, most stayed back with a part of them threatening to take legal action on the weather body due to their erred predictions as the rains had delayed. Before they knew it, their houses and property went away with the roaring waters. And just like Haiti as well as other many disaster prone countries, well let’s just say things could have been better.
Disasters are increasingly becoming part of our daily routine with experts alluding to climate change and other environmental related issues. Nonetheless, as long as we remain gravely unprepared for looming risks and disasters, tremendous death and loss of property will be inevitable when they (disasters) strike. Despite prior warnings by experts Port-au-Prince still remained overly congested with sprouted buildings everywhere, even on its hill slopes.
So then the hardest question begs, “Where do we run to?”
Though long overdue, governments especially of developing countries need to take a second and more serious look into investing in disaster preparedness and mitigation as opposed to emergency response. We need not have lost hundreds of people in an oil tanker tragedy to see the importance of teaching populace how to keep safe in such scenarios. Should Haiti have put a few stringent measures relating to disaster mitigation and reduction, maybe the impact and effects wouldn’t have been as immense.
It is imperative for us to know what disasters we are likely to face, what to do to keep us safer in such situations and how we prevent future occurrences of the same. Let us build our homes and other structures on higher grounds to protect us from floods. Avoid the hill slopes, stay a safe distance away from the beds or shores of huge water bodies or plant more trees on hills or mountains that will slow down torrents flowing downwards. Most importantly, invest in young children’s knowledge and education on disaster reduction and bring up a more disaster resilient generation. Teach them to cut huge bushes that harbor dangerous animals like the snake instead of how to kill it after its bitten their ankles. Use the locally made sand bags instead of over relying on the fire department’s carbon dioxide to put out the inferno.
It is time we took responsibility of our safety first and then marvel at the greater levels of development we shall be propelled to soon after.
Yet this huge catastrophe could have been avoided. According to the Miami Herald, geologists had long warned about seismic pressures building up along the Enriquillo Fault Line that runs from Jamaica through Port-au-Prince and into the Enriquillo Valley in the Dominican Republic. They had predicted a 7.2 magnitude earthquake or even more; they just didn’t know when it would happen.
A little back home, Kenya, and similar situations though not as grim leave the same bitter taste in our mouths. January 9th 2010 saw the death of three people, four others injured and 40 households left homeless as a result of a collapsed building in the country’s Central province. 21st October 2009, 17 people lost their lives working in a construction site, whose works had been flagged as disastrous by a local court three days before the incident.
In the month of December 2009 alone, at least 24 people as well as 6000 livestock died while 70,000 men, women and children were left in dire need of humanitarian aid as a result of floods prompted by the El-Nino rains. They too had been earlier advised by the Meteorological department to prepare themselves enough for the coming disaster. Some heeded, most stayed back with a part of them threatening to take legal action on the weather body due to their erred predictions as the rains had delayed. Before they knew it, their houses and property went away with the roaring waters. And just like Haiti as well as other many disaster prone countries, well let’s just say things could have been better.
Disasters are increasingly becoming part of our daily routine with experts alluding to climate change and other environmental related issues. Nonetheless, as long as we remain gravely unprepared for looming risks and disasters, tremendous death and loss of property will be inevitable when they (disasters) strike. Despite prior warnings by experts Port-au-Prince still remained overly congested with sprouted buildings everywhere, even on its hill slopes.
So then the hardest question begs, “Where do we run to?”
Though long overdue, governments especially of developing countries need to take a second and more serious look into investing in disaster preparedness and mitigation as opposed to emergency response. We need not have lost hundreds of people in an oil tanker tragedy to see the importance of teaching populace how to keep safe in such scenarios. Should Haiti have put a few stringent measures relating to disaster mitigation and reduction, maybe the impact and effects wouldn’t have been as immense.
It is imperative for us to know what disasters we are likely to face, what to do to keep us safer in such situations and how we prevent future occurrences of the same. Let us build our homes and other structures on higher grounds to protect us from floods. Avoid the hill slopes, stay a safe distance away from the beds or shores of huge water bodies or plant more trees on hills or mountains that will slow down torrents flowing downwards. Most importantly, invest in young children’s knowledge and education on disaster reduction and bring up a more disaster resilient generation. Teach them to cut huge bushes that harbor dangerous animals like the snake instead of how to kill it after its bitten their ankles. Use the locally made sand bags instead of over relying on the fire department’s carbon dioxide to put out the inferno.
It is time we took responsibility of our safety first and then marvel at the greater levels of development we shall be propelled to soon after.
Friday, January 8, 2010
2010
"New Year, new things" you wil hear them say
Yet the new really is just the previous in another day
Listen to how they criticize their past
Hate on how so much, them, passed.
Take note of their renewed vows
How they promise to recover lost
Changing ways, more like changing lanes
Driver, automobile, roads still the same.
And that's what they do every 31st
Scream their lungs out, toast again to a 1st
Saying away old be gone, new we trust
Forgetting that truly they never learn.
For once this 2010, just live
Be your own man who is not afraid to do the same just a bit differently
Then maybe the resolutions could once offer solutions.
Live 2010!
Yet the new really is just the previous in another day
Listen to how they criticize their past
Hate on how so much, them, passed.
Take note of their renewed vows
How they promise to recover lost
Changing ways, more like changing lanes
Driver, automobile, roads still the same.
And that's what they do every 31st
Scream their lungs out, toast again to a 1st
Saying away old be gone, new we trust
Forgetting that truly they never learn.
For once this 2010, just live
Be your own man who is not afraid to do the same just a bit differently
Then maybe the resolutions could once offer solutions.
Live 2010!
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