POET FROM KENYA by Henry Thiong'o

POEM FOR MAMA She is a mother. She is a daughter She is a woman She, knew no man When she did you came. You burned out her youthful flame When she devoted herself to you Her tender love was true You could see it in her eyes Even after years have gone by Her eyes still dilate Though you never reciprocate She still loves and adores her creation A creation brought to fruition She is agile and fragile She has been sick for a while Not so much for health But the loneliness she hath She has been neglected Abandoned and rejected Her child away to work It is time for her to pack Its about time she left Her side of the bidding she’s kept Now he’s grown and a man She gathers as much strength as she can To relive those fond moments They pour in torrents When mother and child were one So much time has since gone But the memories are still fresh How she wishes it would again start afresh Not so much to enjoy the good times But rather make amends for the bad t...

Africa is a beauty if only everyone would see the same. She has been made barren by negative ; publicity; corruption , poverty, crime e.t.c It is about time that we learnt, to mind our own business and look the other way.