Am sorry

How,when,why do you have to say sorry?

Sorry,did you get it! When? How much does it even cost you,hello! Do you ever say sorry,am so quick, sorry

You are wronged by that very friend of yours with whom you couldn’t avoid to frown when together, they look like you were probably a bane in their lives ,then both of you got busy with their own issues,they are sorry but can’t approach you

Sorry, that wasn’t you,is it you who begged for his love ,was accepted after what you could relate to the British struggle to colonize Kenya ,oh it was you!! Then came this guy who had a heavier pocket!!the rest became history,,you found no reason saying sorry, I see

Sorry to say,that teacher whom you think stepped on your toe by just causing commotion on your mandibles yet you really struggled to score a serious D in Chemistry!!sorry,it wasn’t you, but who was to say sorry??

Like seriously ,is it expensive?what’s the price?sorry,you’ve never bought it,its just two words,three syllables, ‘am sorry’ I said it!! I didn’t pay,did you??

No! Perhaps you were not on the wrong side,but who was?Does that matter? Iron sharpens iron,who’s in the wrong?come on!!Does it lower your dignity, no may be in the moon! Did Jesus sin?why did He die?We were to say sorry for eating that fruit, oh sorry, you never ate,they did it,it doesn’t matter!! A third party does it better at times!!so,learn to say sorry!!

 

LOVE

People fear talking about, everyone else feels like its dirty,but then they suffer and some got to an extent of perishing because of it ,unfortunately,without knowing.

Every time you tell someone I LOVE YOU,they look at you like you’ve gone crazy,not our parents,not our brothers, not our cousins leave alone that,even our lovers…..No one wants to be associated with love issues but the sad part of it is that they go ahead blindly, into the world of relationships in the name of LOVE when in real sense,they are only pushed by the urge for sex!!

It has gone a notch higher to an extent that even a class 5 falls a victim of ‘love’ without knowing what really the person telling them I love you is after,someone tells you I love you then you think they carry with it all it takes for your survival on earth, take care people,true love has nothing to do with sex at a tender age,don’t get confused by tiny things!!!

The Bible puts it clear that love is patient,,, then which kind of love is this that only leads you to be a mother to the dead before marriage????Like seriously,is love a good or bad thing??Hello!! Come to think of it,a person imprignates a student and this makes the student drop out of school forever jus with a mere claim,they love you! What a lie,please good people let’s take caution about what we call love.

It has gone to an extent that you are not supposed to be heard telling a cousin, sister,niece,brother,even your parent,that I love you,why?? I think its because of how viral the issues that come with love have gone! So that you are no longer allowed to love publicly!!! You have to go hiding!!!

Whatever is done in the dark will always come visible to everyone else in light,, pregnancy is a result of what is done in the dark,but since when did someone carry a child in the womb without noticing? Never,not evenin the moon.

In a nut shell, let’s bring back the true love in our society,parents kindly make your children aware of love as they grow before they can be lied to in the ne of love,let us restore the love for one another in the families,tell your children you love them so that they know the difference from the romantic love out there! Let’s bring back agape love,its very important. Let’s not be confused in agape love for romance, they are very distinct!! Be bold enough when talking about love with friends, share your experience, you may save a perishing soul,always share and I reiterate,share!! Tell friends about your experience with Romantic love,dont keep quite till that moment when the only option is to hang yourself or hang yourself,, let people think you are mad while sharing your experience than bear the pain of losing yourself while trying to do away with the pregnancy

However, even in sharing, take caution, some experience others have that worked for them are not your portion,accept advice but make it a routine to make personal decisions,,,correct someone when they mess in the name of love before it’s late,trust me even if they go to an extent of not following, God will not hold the sin on you,they will remain responsible.

• It is long,I cant absorb every aspect once,May God bless you as you practice in his love that Jesus Christ commanded that we love one another. Read my next article as I go ahead writing….Love you all!

STILL I HANG ON

Dizzy but still I can spin
Hellplessly in love with her
I feel strange with strong desire
I must be foolish and silly
Or rather a classic bustard seem
But at least am never a liar in love
Carelessly I do hung on
Even when doing so deems unfit
Stay at home got me thinking
What If I see her no more
What if lock down soon came
And got us blame the distance forever
Or rather Corona brought an end to it
I breath cold air in my lonely room
Apparently this would only get worse
But still the foolish me will cling on
Till death do us part,not distance
Just stay at home , stay safe
Till the shell of distance breaks

@Onyango_Oluoch #Jowi

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Once Upon A Thief

In the middle of our life’s tunnel are miseries

Not of nature or people against us but the contrary

Like am just thinking like you but not really with that exactitude

Last time i checked i realized we become slaves of our own decisions

We ride on the backs of our own problems in life

But who stole the good life from us? I dont think i know,am also a visitor at this corner of life

I think that makes no sense to you? Yes?But what actually does?

Allow me break this bread into pieces,oh no! Bread isnt your thing i bet,but allow my pen bleed!

As I grew some years back, i promised myself big stuff! And i accept better synonyms for ‘big’ if any

Time with no wings flew and it seemed like i wasnt becoming the me i had wanted to be

No one told me i had missed my lane even once,but anyway how were they to know i was out of it?

I actually marvel at how cheaply we let go most of our plans if not dreams,just because we want to fit in some ‘crowd’ that we met in the dark corridors of life

At times we feel like Accounting,for some of us its Leisure Management,name them

It really gets deeply rooted in us until we bet with ourselves never to let go

Then the usual crowd comes along your way,you share your ‘alcohol’ with them and before you know it,you trade it for comfort

Your dream no longer makes sense to you,just because the crowd branded it as toxic

And so you try to blend it with there water,it doesnt taste sweet but because it appeals to the ‘crowd’ you go into Medicine,name any other

With your ‘alcohol’ was happiness,comfort,peace of mind and all the good things interest come with

But you traded it all to the ‘crowd’ and no longer feel the inner self-happiness,the soul is burning to keep to the pace of the crowd

They lead the way into your seemingly dark tunnel,you graduated from self to the crowd and so your own ‘life manual’ makes nothing close to sense

Then comes the usual tidings in the tunnel,they never miss to appear,wether in the ‘crowd’ or inner self

But because you traded your inner self manual to the crowd,you can no longer make references

All you see is darkness beyond the tunnel,it doesnt seem to clear even when you call in KPLC😆

You live to curse every single step you make in life but never come to realise where the rain started ‘beating’ you because the ‘crowd’ still appeals to your conscious

The choice of the crowd makes you feel in wheel of real life but last time i checked,it was all loneliness within the crowd,selling white clothes close to charcoal sellers could be the closest analogy.

You are trading in the wrong ground but because the crowd renews your licence annually,you get some ‘comfort’

We’ve traded our joy for whatever things that appeal to our conscious without allowing us to realise the beauty of the inner-self,we need to get bothered!!

You may be happy in the crowd but might never be strong enough for the winds that come with it,get your paths right,Lucky Dube says ‘its never too late!’

And i reiterate,its never too late,return all the peace you stole from your inner-self,return all the strength,get your manual back!

Kanindo

In the meantime

Travellers we are

And that we remain

Provided we live

We travel each day

But we still get back to the bus stop

Means of transport being a variety

Once in a while we get travelling on bicycles

At other times in some nice cars

Not to forget our beloved tractors!

At times its never our choice

But we travel in one

Do we ever get tired of travelling?

Yes and no!

Still cant tell why we keep travelling

But in the meantime let my ink flow

Now,do we ever reach our destinations?

Or is money the problem?

My tribe wont allow me say yes

Money is never the problem

Any means of transport is worth appreciation

Provided it takes you forward

That`s all we care about!

After all everything that gets you forward

Pushes you towards development

And that`s the war we fight each day

Sorry,maybe it isn’t your war

But am the one writing!

In the meantime,i still insist that any means of transport

Is worth appreciation

Provided we get forward

Our destinations?

I also can`t tell

But fare is not the problem

We always get into some big tractors

And buses not forgetting Tuktuks

But the bus stop still looks attractive

Why? Don`t we ever get satisfied?

What do i even mean?

I think foolishness has taken the better part of me

I think my thoughts lost me

Or did i lose them? Whichever!

Like you meet a plumpy and chubby one today

The apple of your eye

You make rounds around the bus stop

But be before you lose sight of the bus stop

You get a better calling at the bus stop

And never do we hesitate!

I cant imagine its the same bus

That made you que for more than hours to find

That again did satisfy you!

I wish i were the bus stop

You pick one as you go

And never get back despite the consequences

I like the bus stop

For it never lacks at least an attractive Tuktuk for us each day

You have to get some means of transport

To move you around in the meantime

At times we get the slim and well kept ones

You get into them

And you brand it as Private,though still PSV

But you find yourself out of it without trying

Why!Do you even think I know!

Am sorry,am also a passenger like you!

Some means of transport at the bus stop

Look very attractive

Until you never worry about the fare

But provided that you get forward

In the meantime

It makes more than sense

And so we get in and never care about even the destination

Because in the meantime,forward movement is weighty

But before you the journey starts

You get an attraction at the bus stop

You feel like getting back not once

You don`t even wait for `conductors` to lead you in

For you know where to take position always

After all you have more than ten years of experience at the bus stop

Some vehicles of course look old

Some are brand new ones at the bus stop

But movement simply requires a means of transport

Yes! Provided we move forward,period!

Like did the bus stop constructors forget some magnet

At the bus stop because the attraction is implicit

But do we even know them?

I bet they must also be wondering

We don`t choose to be at the bus stop

We are members by birth

In the meantime,we got to allow any form of forward moving means of transport

Yes! Like am i the only one who has seen both old and new vehicles crash?

If no,please blame your age! It happens!

Some are in vehicles that look like they are okay

But deep down,the engine is spoilt

They are only afraid of embarrassments at the bus stop

Otherwise they are there spiritually

None,i mean not even one

O f the means of transport have proved safe to me

No,to us

So never lose sight of the bus stop

In the mean time,get your means of transport

Tractor,Tuktuk,whichever!

Your bus must have just delayed

Soon it will show up!

Thank you for reading!!

@Kanindo!

Cry to my elders

As a freshman, I got into the campus gates
Bold and hungry for education but of course
Was also full of some `necessary` foolishness from the village                                             But why didn’t they tell me?

That in campus, the bell no longer rings
And that books are read at will
So no one ever checks notes in campus?                                                                                        But why didn’t they tell me?

That dating in campus isn’t still important
Why? My high school teacher must have lied to me
Didn’t he tell me to wait until I get to campus
Fine,but why the frustration dating tables to my transcript?
But why didn’t they tell me?

Who else was told in campus folks don’t sweat to pass?
That you just merry around with comrades but still pass
I heard them say some woofer in my room was weighty
But the course load doesn’t leave you even a moment with it!
Why didn’t they tell me?

I blame my foolishness for getting me following all these
But they told me to listen to my elders! No,did that change meaning?
Elders! Didn’t you see these danger come my way?
Did you really go through the same system?
I am beginning to doubt you now,yes! I have to think about that
Do you mean things have changed that quick after you left campus?
But why didn’t you tell me?

My ink won’t die before my elders tell me
Why the good life they promised me in campus just exists in imaginations
I still go hungry in campus when money decides to ditch our relationship
Money no longer dates my pocket
If its not the landlord then the struggle for good life that robs me
Yet I was told life in campus is ‘yoyogo’ kind of                                                                           But why didnt they tell me?

I have been forced to love kales more than myself, guess if I have love left for comrades
Its all gone, because the bond has to be strong enough to avoid looming break up
Yes!! Break up with ‘skuma wiki’ is unheard of even if medical doctors insist
Like did I miss my direction to my elders’ ”campus”?
The campus am in apparently is quite different!
But why didn’t you tell me?

Life has become so cruel in my campus
I wish the elders held my hand to their ‘campus’
The buildings look like they said,at least I can relate
But about life in this environment,I need a replay of their voices
It is irrelateable, its obnoxious and by so saying, am only being modest!
But why didn’t they tell me?

I think I have to stop listening to these elders now
After all, I have experience enough to be one
Yes, tomorrow, I mean the day after today
I am going to get my three legged stool
The society must be dying to share my wisdom
No other dude needs to get duped into this frustration
My stool must be ready as soon as yesterday, I have to change a thing
Yes! Otherwise,I still need you elders but not on the same matter

©Kanindo

Thank you, What Next?

In my bed I sit as I watch the sun rise from my bedroom window but my flooded mind will never allow me stop thinking hard .Just what do we really need to do after saying thank you in appreciation for assistance offered? I mean what is its meaning according to you? May I get your thought? I understand you think your way ,I appreciate,but am the one holding the pen, so allow my thoughts flow…

Yes we beg or simply request and get assisted,then, the word thank you follows. But for some, I don’t know whether this happens in my own world, they always want to be worshipped like gods after helping. Now, provided humility and respect remain constant, I tend to think that thank you should be enough.

Then they always want the whole world to know they helped us,they even exaggerate and say ‘If it were not me…’ Surely! Like am I the only creature still holding on to the belief that we all came from dust and to the same dust we shall go? So some fellow dusts want to keep us worshipping them just because of sharing what they were freely given from Our Father? Haven’t you met this people in your world? If not,I think my world isn’t same to yours then.

Something good is worth all manner of appreciation but shouldn’t push you to the extent of having a second god in your life people. Assist someone but for goodness sake,let thank you be enough and don’t demand too much,after all,all we have are from God,it’s the clocks that are different, but everyone is blessed and rich in a way. Respect!!

Saying thank you for most of us is a hell of activity for it needs more courage than the one to face corruption in Kenya😸😸 in the current world than what it was before, simply because a god has to be worshipped in the process, am sorry if it has never happened to you,but I think your clock is almost getting you there!

The world has to have the poor and the rich for balance but worshiping some gods in saying thank you has made life so complicated to many and some have gone back to the same dust we are from because they could not worship their god well and so provisions to them were cut!! It happens,yes dying because you didn’t worship and praise them as you said thank you.

Oh no! I forgot, they say it’s a ‘digital world’,I got it! But what good does digitality have for us if some of us are already living like they chose not to have? Needless to say,its eroding our morals. I also know of the worldly parameters like education you are thinking of,but trust you me,such will never place you at a position to feel special in this world, my friend people are learned out here,don’t think you are alone, respect people! Choose either to help or not to but if you have to help,do so in good will and be humble!

We are given freely, so shall we share and if you have to be worshipped to share,hehe! Wait,keep waiting but I think you are in the wrong world,here we no longer do that!! I mean in my world, it depends on whether mine and yours are the same.

And if you are helped, show some humility for the unmerited grace of God and say thank you in a manner to show respect for one another, but don’t worship a fellow dust for heavens sake. We need each other for survival!

Thank you for reading

©Kanindo

Plea Of A Miniskirt

To the tailor you trode,with all your ‘hardly earned’ money

Yes,you had no big money

But still had to visit that shop

Because you loved the professionalism

With which he makes the ‘longest’ skirts you know on earth

Like every other tailor

He never disappoints

A customer is ever right, they say!

You were to him a customer

No exception could he make of you

He took your readings with the exactitude of a real customer-keeper

Yes,he did exactly what you wanted

Rolled the tape measure down your thigh

Before he could lose the sight of it

You shouted,’stop there!’

Yes,that’s where you wanted it cut

More than a lamb to the slaughter house,he obeyed

You gave him your irreducible minimums

And like lady boss,unleashed the cash

Home you dashed knowing its a done deal

The tailor never disappoints, remember

In two day’s time, you went for it

It looked awesome from its anatomy to the physical features😁

You tried it on

And left the shop without any complains

In fact,you wanted to pay more

The work was well done!

But what happened?

The miniskirt became nauseating

Why do you pull me down while walking?

Did you not play an offensive side in my making?

Why pull me down as you walk?

Are you ditching the love we had before?

Am sorry I look shorter than your life on earth

But you held the rolling tape measure before it could even make site of the knee!

Why? Why this now?

The pastor is approaching, that I also know!

But wakanda pressure is this?

I’d rather you pull me out of your body!

In fact next time you dare me,I’ll roll down out of your waist!

Yes,you no longer appreciate my work

You believe am a bane in your life

But kindly answer me

Did you not try me out at the shop?

Oh no!Perhaps your congenital eye problem caused this, am sorry

But would you mind letting me be who you wanted me to be?

A handshake maybe?😉

But I swear

Next time you try pulling me,I’ll tear apart!

Is that what you want?

Say no or yes,but I no longer care!

The love was buried immediately after its birth, I mourn

Bitterly I weep

I regret the deal

I can’t stand this shame

Must you pull me when you see your dad?

Must you?

Must you pull me when sitting?

But the kind of material you chose doesn’t stretch!

Have you soon forgotten this?

Am so sorry

But you chose me out of all the clothes in your wardrobe!

You said I was the best for the journey

In fact your parents could have done the most grievous sacrilege ever

By calling for a family meeting

Just to discuss your choice of clothes this days

Yes,you are grown

No longer a kid

To be bought even boyish clothes but still appreciate

To be sat down on disciplinary issues

Now,let respect prevail

Just like you want it with your parents

Just you dare pull me down again!

©Kanindo

Before I Die

I know yes that before I die,You’ll want to talk to me,oh yes about what?
You’ll want to see me alive,How would I live again, my death time is due,not my making yo’ know
That I know, before I kick the bucket,You’ll want to let it known you were “my best friend”,wow! Go ahead,But now I have to die

Just before I die you’ll want me to do you a piece, yes,But my death isn’t going to let me hold a pen anymore,am sorry ,because that very death won’t let me know your character,yes,you couldn’t let me know you in all facets when I could,you gave me doctored smiles when I was full of life,why now? Let me die, I have to die

My ‘relative’ ,yes i know,but you also know am in my death bed,you had a lifetime to prove that you care but mum told me you no longer pick her calls yet you’re his brother, oh no! My own won’t go thro’ ,clear the jam please, allow me die

Yes,it’s you,you donned a Lamb’s wool when you were not,I always saw a ‘good man’ when you were never close to that, you took credit before it was due,but now I have no more time to learn,its time to die

You promised when you couldn’t fulfill,that guilt made you stay away even when I had forgotten, oh no! It wasn’t your fault but you know time isn’t going to allow me know the excuse, sorry but I have to die

You,yes you! Not now,but I don’t remember any long ago when love could get room between us,when did we share even in sorrow? But why this story of us being ‘good friends’,ok! I must be wrong,this words lost their dictionary meanings here,I see,now let me die

Before I die, I know you may want to say sorry, yes,sorry, but you had more time than enough,am sorry am in pain, it’s a long story you know,that’s gonna get me to a frying pan,allow me die

You may want to see me live like you,but look am not you, I don’t think I can, yes,I’m going to die me and you you,our clocks ain’t same so, let me be me and allow me die

You may really wish I could testify how good you’ve been to me,oh yes! No problem, but you behaved like bristles, you came when work was done and my pains gone, am sorry, its late,allow me die

Just before I lose my sense of hearing,you may want me to listen to your very “kind” testimony about us,mmh! But I only knew you as a relative,we just met once in grandpa’s funeral 30 years ago,but you can go ahead as I die

On that day before I die, you,yes its still you,would want to hug me for the first time,how? But the doctor’s intravenous fluids won’t allow me get up,yes,am immobile,its late, allow me die

That night before I die you’ll want me to burn late night oil chatting you,but am in pain,the drugs are too strong, that intramuscular quinine you know, so allow me sleep because its already late,my death has knocked, so allow me die

And before I die, you would wish I could still be in school so you could extend a hand to pay my fees,good wish! But you see,you know, I ain’t going to school anymore, I graduated, am sorry,I have to die

Before I die you may want to say thank you for having schooled you, for the designer clothes I bought you,yes! But you were so proud to realize they were just gifts, you forgot about me day one after your graduation and threw my clothes away,they were no longer in fashion,why now? My ears ain’t functional,so allow me die

Moral

Do good today, later may never be a reality!! Live your today like your very last, give the world all you’ve got today, you know not what tomorrow holds…

Thank you my blog chums!!

Love you all😻😻

Kanindo

The Echo-Effect, Motivation

Like attracts like. Opposite attracts opposite. If you want someone to like you, you have to like that person ,about the opposite, excuse me, am also a visitor in this world😸😸. You receive back exactly what you give ,what you impart to others. It is like an echo,the same words you shout to a mountain come back to you in precise order.

This is nothing new,it has been with us since the beginning of time and it has never been expressed any better than in the Bible:’Whatsoever you soweth,that shall you reap. This relates closely to what I call positive thinking and focusing, if we want something, we must think positively about it,we ought to give the end result a ruthless focus for successful accomplishment. We must act accordingly and that’s what makes a persons personality genuine.

Allow me ask us one simple question,How could we attract a person to buy our products if we actually didn’t mean to make a sale? Our negative thoughts alone,can’t allow anyone to buy! You expect to receive but never ready to give out. Am sorry but I have continue writing…

The ”echo-effect” is a fundamental function of our personality,we ought to express ourselves the same way we would want others to respond to us! There is no other way to be happy than to give happiness, never! Take it to any bank!! No amount of wisdom can beat this reality, if you need love, give it! If you need humility, be humble, lower your ego! The same attention you give to people, so shall you receive!

Perhaps you have heard it said that,a child becomes the manner in which they are treated and raised. If treated with love, they become loving,if treated with meanness and ridicule, they become cruel and spiteful. This, to some extent is true all our lives: we get from others much as we give!

Treat like you would want to be treated, love like you want to be loved,its kinda tit for tat,yes its a fair game, isn’t it? I have no marking scheme for that🙈.Perhaps you’ve never known that to receive, you must give in equal amount, oh,it wasn’t your fault,yes,I see, but we must now remain cognizant of and embrace the power of change, we ain’t going to be perfect, we can’t go with the fallacy of absolute assurance,its a battle no one knows the result better than you,but,just focus,don’t wait until you are sure! Just try now,tomorrow, it will work out, its never too late ,if it fails give it a different formula. Live a life of purpose! Don’t expect more love without loving more!

Thank you dear reader!

Kanindo

Listen My Love

Many years ago, i mean more than one,this village dude in designer shirts, trouser and the flowery outfit,that covered the scars of this struggling misfit,came by a descendant of Eve.

The beauty behind her physical feature set my hormones to running battles,though not a physical one, it was a battle of its own. My efforts to give a sharp gaze at her became faint,the reaction was stronger than the action.

My feeble hands stretched to answer a handshake but gravity couldn’t let my ‘small’ head hold,I looked at my own foot😬😬.

Days came and went by,I had a thing in my mind but my ‘good’ butterflies couldn’t let my stomach still. With my hardly earned second hand ‘iPhone’☺ I dialled her 07….

Just before I could call,some cold chills ran over my body,then came the evil “what if”. I had fallen in love, but the question of need came to my mind,’do I need you for now,what if she says yes,even worse,what of a NO?

‘My son,have realized the passion you’ve got to get whatever you want in life,have seen your efforts to excel,,my son, I retired some years back,I have nowhere to get enough school fees for you,but,I have to give you my all to see you get a degree one day. Please don’t disappoint me! ”

This and many more from my father crossed my already crowded mind. Dear reader,I know you aren’t and can’t be me but what could you have done? Tell me now!

Little did I know ,she was tired of waiting for me,my phone rang,that nice,soft and lovely voice spoke…. At the end of it all,came my weak voice,,I had told her my mind, but had to wait a second to pass before my results were out,,and lo! I had passed successfuly,, what next?I can’t tell

An interestingly boring young man, with a clear vision of the future I was,how could I manage the feelings of a town-grown lady? Perhaps she would get careful not to contract the village foolishness in me, what could I do! I had no idea the kind of family from which she came, but I couldn’t care,maybe she would want some pizza, but that I only heard from tongues of our fortunate villagers who had gone to town.Am used to boiled sweet potatoes ,what if she could ask for chips or crisps…. Oh my God,did I swallow a risk I couldn’t stomach???? Guide me oh great Jehovah!!!

My darling, I had taken an action ,one which I wouldn’t want to revert…You know better why,yes,that chemistry between us… I know you know but God knows better, the future begins today and every day must now count,,but I say, only in a responsible manner, love God first,,, do your spiritual plan before ours,live each day like a queen because you are one…learn to command your day sweetheart, no one will make you happy for happiness is not a thing that you get but rather what you give,,do not pay attention to the public because in them are our lovers and haters,please take care,,love isn’t for three parties, the third being public, I say take care!!!

I love you mummy!take care!