Saturday, 6 August 2011

NYAR MASENO


Noticed this beauty well defined
Maybe it was meant to be so,
This is the real her
There is a great deal
Worth noting; her side burn,
Glossy and resembling
that of a Boran girl.
The slight wig of her
eye brews, clearly noticed
As natural yet well laid.
While her skin is
that of a true redhead fair.
A bit freckled on the tip
of her nose and her cheeks.
With the rest of her soft
and tender looking skin
being more of chocolate
than brown, I am amused
by the festive scattering
of the little brown flecks,
sprinkled as if by the
whim of a friendly fairy.
She has fashionably full lips
that are naturally
colorized. A natural,
blend of chocolate
and brown in a manner
as if by a beauty artist,
and a large round dark
and glittery, pretty
but emotionless eyes,
like those of a wax doll.
She is the beauty defined.
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PARALLAX

Action; Camera, then Light;
Human Caracas' the circus to watch,
living skeletons' the movie's delight.
Sound track's the cry; prolonged bitter cry,
of babies and women, soothing to die.
New movie's in the living room; lively, we cant deny,
Directed by nature, acted by the dying,
words that wounds the heart,
and drinks the blood, of the dying men.
"Dying of hunger? We are trying".
Trying? Please don't deny this
while here you are indulging.
Eagles and vultures above rejoices,
to the overflowing manna below, made to show,
greedy hyenas and warms polish the bones;
The carcases of human race.
A Nation with no face it may,
A wombles woman it is,
A barren soil indeed.
Joy has no room in me.
Parallax it is; it may be parallax,
For it is our norm, our plaxis.

Robie Nson 2011
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A special song for Eddie

Ever since you went away, it's been ages
Eddy, I look up above beyond the blue
skies and I know you are watching down
memories of your heart kind is on my mind
the last time I saw you I was singing
nearer my God to thee: for thee
then I was taking a moment of silence!

On your grave yard watching you go down to earth
couldn't didn't and never said good-bye to us
leaving us heartless, brother less and hopeless
couldn't stand watching mama crying for thine'
couldn't stand seeing daddy sorrow for thine
just to sing such a sorrow farewell song for thee
nearer my God to thee
when we were taking a moment of silence!

Still ring at the back of my mind: those memories
how we used to play and chase butterflies
and flowers: cry and lough for the scars we had
I wish you did live to be a hero of today's
be with me whenever Caresa's miles away
and Sam and Dorothy, too young to play
as close as I would keep you a bay
my heart goes down in please every time people sing
nearer my God to thee
it takes me every moment of silence!

In memories of the one who could have been
my brother, my friend: my closest friend
from enemies defend and give me strength
who knows, couldn't been the best Oliech
rocking the music, being first on finishing lines
wish I could have grown to see you tall and brave to fame
you could have been whispering in my girlfriends ears
telling her ' he loves you, keep your head up, have no fear'
every now I'd go down drawing a smile on mammy's aging face
wishing I rewind the time gone and never sang the song
nearer my God to thee
couldn't hadn't and never had taken a moment of silence!

I remember thee with loads of wish
you would've been here with me for all my friends to know that
you'd sing for me: I'd wright a poem and draw for thee
I remember thee for thy jovial, young and nature d spirit
that could have seen thee be thrice a better man than me
I do believe in the last words of a parting brother
so sacred to all particularly me: what did you mean
please shine down on me, say a word to me, every I'd go down on my knees
in prayers getting myself nearer my God to thee
every day every time I take a moment of silence!



Robie Nson 2009
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