Journal: 1st December 2016

I haven’t been writing much even offline. My journal’s last entry must have been sometime in July when I was figuring myself out after my lowest low in years perhaps. I made a pact to try things out and I have been going at them and enjoying them when life isn’t busy wasting my efforts….

Impressions of Wundanyi

Three things I always look forward to when visiting Wundanyi; the misty evenings, the library, great laughs and peace of mind. The library the tops the list. It rarely has people and has gems of books some of whose last-borrowed stamps read the early 90’s. This saddens me a little because I think books get…

Builders

Yesterday they were fighting On the incomplete second floor Of the soon to be rental houses   Shirt bunched up in fists One almost threw the other Over the unfinished floor To the hard stony ground below   They were sent home   Today they climb up the stairs One ahead of the other A…

I AM KENYAN

There is this question I ask myself sometimes: What makes a person Kenyan? Being born here…being married here…Seeking asylum, applying and going through the annoying channels to rightfully be here? I am Kenyan because I’ve been here since birth. I have a right to be here- and so do many other people who have made…

NAMASTE

Religion has been used for lots evil but also, it has been used for plenty of good- we are not to forget that. And I know of religious people who will stand up for what they deem right even if it is not stipulated so, in their holy books .I deeply admire this breed of…

A SILENT SEA

When the water comes Towards the beach But yet to reach The sandy shore It is quiet Startlingly quiet The jagged hemisphere wall Of salt eaten coral Behind me Feels like being In the confines Of a Greek amphitheatre And the silence; It’s like stepping Into a void Of so much space And nothingness Stretching…

GRACEFUL DEFEAT

There is grace In giving in And walking away Poise In discerning your strengths Knowing to push wheels And not walls There is a wise patience In letting go To await Another turn Not cowardice Nor pessimism Grace Choosing battles well And retreating From others Not avoidance Nor self defeat Acceptance There is grace In…

IDYLLIC

Like wrapped gifts I love days like these

DYSFUNCTIONAL- FIGHT OR FLEE?

My sister once told me that I run away from my problems- rather than solve them. We were arguing about why I don’t stay where my mother stays. I stay at my aunts and uncles-or on my own, when in campus. And I am happy about that! I do not miss home. Really. Is that…

IN PURSUIT OF PEACE

I want a space The smaller the better My own space I don’t care how big it is I want a place No one else wants A desert with no oil A field with no grass A land with no lake I want to pitch me a tent With  plastics No one has use for…