Knowing you was like a scent of red roses
blossoming amidst thorns...

There is need in me
one that controls my surrounding...

Hear my cry, O Lord
Shower us the people of Kenya with your mercies...

In my sleep, I dreamt of a ship,
Larger not, like a fire pot...

Two hundreds feet,
my heart falls...

When the clouds rolled,
the raindrops formed...

Scrabbled words,
from a shattered heart...

Not even the clouds showed it,
like the sun rising in the morning and as it...

By now death won't face the mirrors.
Afraid of erasing or breaking them...

Am a void waiting to be filled.
An ocean waving for the shore...

A strand finer than thought,
A thread thr caliber of nothing...

Light is the absence of darkness,
having known light is once experiencing darkness...