<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;DUcNQXw-fyp7ImA9Wx9WE04.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486</id><updated>2011-01-17T23:51:30.257-08:00</updated><title>Skryb</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkIFRH0zcCp7ImA9Wx9WE04.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-7470892810044701331</id><published>2011-01-17T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:08:35.388-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-01-17T23:08:35.388-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title>Life Cycle of Love Songs</title><summary>                  

 Life Cycle of Love Songs


Event                                              Theme SongNursing Loneliness..................................Show me the meaning of being lonely
Looking for love.................................... I wanna know what love is 
Building Love.........................................No romance without finance
Not sure of what you feeling.............</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/7470892810044701331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-cycle-of-love-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/7470892810044701331?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/7470892810044701331?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-cycle-of-love-songs.html' title='Life Cycle of Love Songs'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TTU6NaJvXnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N0q_ZWwMGNA/s72-c/imagesee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUUEQHwzfSp7ImA9Wx9XFkg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-1543384936118680150</id><published>2011-01-10T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T03:00:01.285-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-01-10T03:00:01.285-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title>Feminist Serenity Prayer</title><summary>Serenity Prayer Part One

God grant me the            serenity 
to accept the things I cannot change; 
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.




Serenity Prayer Part Two

God grant me the wisdom to understand a man,
Love to forgive him,
and patience for his moods.
Because if I pray for strength I'll just beat him to death</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1543384936118680150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/feminist-serenity-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1543384936118680150?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1543384936118680150?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/feminist-serenity-prayer.html' title='Feminist Serenity Prayer'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TSrlVeTsXBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aWIxUdFNkOM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkUASHozcCp7ImA9Wx9XE08.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-8027173185744905134</id><published>2011-01-06T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T07:37:29.488-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-01-06T07:37:29.488-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eight Wonders of the Bible'/><title>Eight Wonders of the Bible</title><summary>Proverbs 30:21
                       Under three things the earth trembles, under four it cannot bear up;
A servant who becomes a King
An unloved woman who is married 
A maidservant who displaces her mistress
A fool who is full of food
Provers 30:24
                    Four things on earth are small, yet they are extremely wise;
Ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8027173185744905134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/eight-wonders-of-bible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8027173185744905134?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8027173185744905134?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/eight-wonders-of-bible.html' title='Eight Wonders of the Bible'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUECSHwzeSp7ImA9Wx9XFkk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-3433422420110786707</id><published>2011-01-05T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:21:09.281-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-01-10T00:21:09.281-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking zone'/><title>Smoking Permitted</title><summary>Day one;
             Tens of smokers fight for space to get a puff
Day two;
             There isn't a soul at the zone...though you'll catch one smoke in the car while driving, another in his office and the other at the gents
Day three;
               A number of friendly idlers chew khat from the zone; greeting everyone who passes by
Day Four;
               The number of idlers doubles with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3433422420110786707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/smoking-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/3433422420110786707?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/3433422420110786707?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/smoking-zone.html' title='Smoking Permitted'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TSQ0axHPCGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/tK0uIEF89tU/s72-c/smoking+permit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkICR3Yzeyp7ImA9Wx9RGU4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-2447995131359864685</id><published>2010-12-21T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T05:36:06.883-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-21T05:36:06.883-08:00</app:edited><title>The End of Times</title><summary>

A while back I was reading a book about the end times. I neither have a problem in keeping warm in hell nor do I hate dressing up in fancy linen and feeding on honey and milk; then posing with Samson on one side and John the Baptist on the other...  The day is very near; and though I look forward to its coming, there are days that I would rather never see it fall.  

If Christ is to return; He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2447995131359864685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/2447995131359864685?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/2447995131359864685?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-times.html' title='The End of Times'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TRCsg_58SkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Tp6OEYKEI_w/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEMMRnczeSp7ImA9Wx9RFks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-8166252078849967063</id><published>2010-12-18T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T02:01:27.981-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-18T02:01:27.981-08:00</app:edited><title>Lecrae-Identity Ft. Da T.R.U.T.H and J.R with Lyrics</title><summary></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8166252078849967063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/lecrae-identity-ft-da-truth-and-jr-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8166252078849967063?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8166252078849967063?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/lecrae-identity-ft-da-truth-and-jr-with.html' title='Lecrae-Identity Ft. Da T.R.U.T.H and J.R with Lyrics'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU4DQng9fSp7ImA9Wx9REk4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-1974287940537796882</id><published>2010-12-11T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T02:59:33.665-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-13T02:59:33.665-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ngilu'/><title>Hon. Charity Ngilu-Guilty as Charged?</title><summary>The wise men said;  'Charity begins at home',
  
Why then do Kenyans expect Hon. Charity Ngilu to start it elsewhere.  The ones pointing fingers at the iron lady are those who come from the greener parts of the country.  I grew up seeing women from Ukambani walk long kilometers without food and water...and with malnourished kids on their back...come to our place to beg for food.  The day I saw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1974287940537796882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/guilty-as-cahrged-charity-ngilu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1974287940537796882?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1974287940537796882?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/guilty-as-cahrged-charity-ngilu.html' title='Hon. Charity Ngilu-Guilty as Charged?'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TQNQYS2UKkI/AAAAAAAAAME/XgLaH1UO2sI/s72-c/ngilu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EBRn07eSp7ImA9Wx9SGE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-8248901197693077511</id><published>2010-12-08T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:27:37.301-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-08T08:27:37.301-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KFF'/><title>What Made 'Ghost' Mulee Leave</title><summary>When I heard him say that he was leaving; I thought to myself-are we supposed to feel for him or what?  Mr. Jacob Mulee has been riding this very same vehicle and leaving it halfway through; only to come for it after a couple of seasons.  This time round, everyone who loves Kenya hopes that we won't get to see him back.

It all started with him saying that his team was after goals, which they got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8248901197693077511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-made-ghost-mulee-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8248901197693077511?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8248901197693077511?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-made-ghost-mulee-leave.html' title='What Made &apos;Ghost&apos; Mulee Leave'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TP-x3krv1DI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rt3ZRj1yAS8/s72-c/mulee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU8BSHw-fSp7ImA9Wx9SF04.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-5890783923818215178</id><published>2010-12-07T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:04:19.255-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-07T08:04:19.255-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Bradson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold Diggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Gates'/><title>I'm a Gold Digger</title><summary>It amazes me how men think that all that women look for in a man is cash.  Yes, we have been called gold diggers, social climbers and hookers.  But, have you ever taken notice on who really calls us these names.  Only the depreciated people; those without a single penny in their account know the meaning of these names.  I have never heard those names come out of Richard Bradson's or Bill Gate's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5890783923818215178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-says-im-gold-digger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/5890783923818215178?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/5890783923818215178?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-says-im-gold-digger.html' title='I&apos;m a Gold Digger'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TP5aOdnCR2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/52shXHnEaHU/s72-c/gold+digger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkYFR3Y_fyp7ImA9Wx9TFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-7002501439328468381</id><published>2010-11-23T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:01:56.847-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-23T08:01:56.847-08:00</app:edited><title>Stealing in the Name of the Lord</title><summary>Many people continue to call me names just because I'm not a regular church attender.  The whole religion thing has become so exaggerated that one cannot really remain faithful to one.  But when you tell people that you been looking around and none has proven to be good enough; they say that you are the problem; and not the church-that you are practicing religious prostitution.  

Ever given a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/7002501439328468381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/11/stealing-in-name-of-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/7002501439328468381?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/7002501439328468381?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/11/stealing-in-name-of-lord.html' title='Stealing in the Name of the Lord'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkIAQnc9fip7ImA9Wx9TEkk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-107336717818069250</id><published>2010-11-19T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T02:22:23.966-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-20T02:22:23.966-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ouko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kamau'/><title>Love Poem to My Exes</title><summary>I dedicate this love poem, to Kamau, Ouko, Mwamba and Hussein
The past loves of my life

This is my poem to the lady from Mumias
Of whom heart has been rejected by Ouko
To the great woman from the green fields of Kiambu
Whose soul has been trampled upon by Kamau
It is my poem to beautiful Amina,
Whose Mwamba eloped with a white skin
And for you, my slender Cushite friend
Whose man vanished </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/107336717818069250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/107336717818069250?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/107336717818069250?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-poem.html' title='Love Poem to My Exes'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0YGQ3w7fyp7ImA9Wx5XFk4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-1804113237761992839</id><published>2010-09-16T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T05:12:02.207-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-09-16T05:12:02.207-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government don&apos;t care'/><title>THE GOVERNMENT DOESN’T CARE</title><summary>
The July attack of the Ugandans by the Al Shaabab militia and the action taken towards the suspects is a clear indication that the government does not care about its people.  After all, we only heard of the victims after the blast.  
The victims of the 1988 bombing in Nairobi too have not been compensated.  The suicide attacks in Middle East have become the norm of the day.  The US army in Iraq </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1804113237761992839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/government-doesnt-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1804113237761992839?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1804113237761992839?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/government-doesnt-care.html' title='THE GOVERNMENT DOESN’T CARE'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C04HSHkyeSp7ImA9Wx5QGUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-4070261972647225940</id><published>2010-09-08T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T06:18:59.791-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-09-08T06:18:59.791-07:00</app:edited><title>WE ARE ALL DISCRIMINATED AGAINST</title><summary>

Maybe I should be celebrating, that I am among the ‘marginalised in society, hence, I got to be awarded special offers.  I am a youth; hence, the government throws at my disposal huge money to enable me in starting and establishing a business empire through the youth fund.  In addition to that, I believe I am a woman, which adds me more money-the women fund!  As though that isn’t enough, The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4070261972647225940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-are-all-discriminated-against.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/4070261972647225940?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/4070261972647225940?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-are-all-discriminated-against.html' title='WE ARE ALL DISCRIMINATED AGAINST'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TIeMifax0PI/AAAAAAAAALw/jDJ-wWXZF44/s72-c/imagesww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkUARnY4fyp7ImA9Wx5QGUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-3648872394255685405</id><published>2010-09-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T05:50:47.837-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-09-08T05:50:47.837-07:00</app:edited><title>EXORCISM OF ALEJANDRO</title><summary>
Paloma 
“Sir Alex…please don’t say those words to me.”
Juan Alejandro 
“Alex, don’t call me Sir”
Paloma 
“But…”
Juan Alejandro 
“Shhh! (Putting a finger across her mouth, then holds her tightly and gives a lengthy kiss.)  I love you and no one can change that (Breathing hard as he speaks.)  (Takes her palm and puts it on his bare, tanned and well built chest)  Feel that, that’s the feeling I get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3648872394255685405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/exorcism-of-alejandro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/3648872394255685405?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/3648872394255685405?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/exorcism-of-alejandro.html' title='EXORCISM OF ALEJANDRO'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TIeGl343bxI/AAAAAAAAALo/8exSfZ1AeAQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUUDQnw7eyp7ImA9Wx5QFE4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-1506849585890707854</id><published>2010-09-02T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T07:21:13.203-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-09-02T07:21:13.203-07:00</app:edited><title>HEROES AND DEMONS</title><summary>We celebrate heroes in death and villains in life. 

How true this is, you may wonder.  The truth is, Jesus became a hero upon his death, so does Mary Magdalene, Mother Theresa, Ken Saro-wiwa…and the endless list goes on.  This however doesn’t mean that if you are an icon, you are a villain/demon…or that after living all this years as a nonentity, you will soon become a celebrity after your death</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1506849585890707854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/heroes-and-demons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1506849585890707854?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1506849585890707854?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/heroes-and-demons.html' title='HEROES AND DEMONS'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEACR3syfip7ImA9Wx5QFE4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-4866725815147924649</id><published>2010-09-02T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T07:12:46.596-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-09-02T07:12:46.596-07:00</app:edited><title>LETTING GO</title><summary>

Back in 2007 when I joined campus, I encountered a lecturer whom I thoroughly despised and loathed.  Despite having both of us come from almost the same geographical region, our bloods never matched.  Things got worse when I had to take four of his units during the same semester.  By the end of the fourteen weeks, I had to be sober.

Anyone who knew Dr. Mugambi as I did halfway through could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4866725815147924649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/4866725815147924649?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/4866725815147924649?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/09/letting-go.html' title='LETTING GO'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkIMRHw5fyp7ImA9Wx5RE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-5925567674345837541</id><published>2010-08-18T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T05:49:45.227-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-20T05:49:45.227-07:00</app:edited><title>Kenyans Don't Talk to Each Other</title><summary>I'm waiting for a vehicle to town, and standing with me are a couple of other people I always meet with, here-every morning; that they have now become familiar faces.  I can tell who wears which perfume, who got a new hand bag; suit, who will always wait for a cheaper vehicle, who does this or that...but, despite our acquitance, we have never talked. Not even a 'Hi, good morning, you are smart, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5925567674345837541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/08/kenyans-dont-talk-to-each-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/5925567674345837541?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/5925567674345837541?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/08/kenyans-dont-talk-to-each-other.html' title='Kenyans Don&apos;t Talk to Each Other'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TGzdlcK4K-I/AAAAAAAAALY/WWKyCfaZ-Jo/s72-c/_44059560_dayinpicsap5416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEcHR3wzeCp7ImA9Wx5SE0s.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-1879653738606011183</id><published>2010-08-09T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T06:53:56.280-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-09T06:53:56.280-07:00</app:edited><title>Never wanna grow up</title><summary>When I was young, I would always day dream of being an adult

Now that I am one, I always wish that I had forever remained a child


Adults always lie, and for those who don't, they can't resist cheating

Say they are on the way when the taking a nap,
Say they love you to only sleep with you,
Say that you are the only one when they are actually messing around

They never say thank you, after all,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1879653738606011183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/08/never-wanna-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1879653738606011183?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/1879653738606011183?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/08/never-wanna-grow-up.html' title='Never wanna grow up'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkUHQH0_cCp7ImA9Wx5TF04.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-8412269854820625790</id><published>2010-08-02T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T01:37:11.348-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-02T01:37:11.348-07:00</app:edited><title>Why she's different from you</title><summary>They say that a good marriageable wife can only be got in the village.  City girls can never be a good mother, faithful wife or even a submissive partner.
Look at the city girls, they will go to party all night long and live their husbands in a cold bed,  look for a surrogate mother so as not to put on weight or disfigure their shape and develop stretch marks.  If pregnant, they can't give birth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8412269854820625790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-shes-different-from-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8412269854820625790?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/8412269854820625790?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-shes-different-from-you.html' title='Why she&apos;s different from you'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0IGRnk_cSp7ImA9Wx5TEkw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-3151201887594135233</id><published>2010-07-27T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T00:25:27.749-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-27T00:25:27.749-07:00</app:edited><title>Killing Us Softly 3</title><summary></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3151201887594135233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/killing-us-softly-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/3151201887594135233?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/3151201887594135233?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/killing-us-softly-3.html' title='Killing Us Softly 3'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0ANQ3w6cCp7ImA9WxFaEko.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-7677298212817142762</id><published>2010-07-16T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T04:29:52.218-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-16T04:29:52.218-07:00</app:edited><title>--------------------.......................................-------------------</title><summary>CLIP:  (To start showing soon at the theatres near you)

(he and she meet along the office collidor walking towards opposite directions)

He:
Morning Jackie;

(she walks along, paying no attention to him, says not a word, just walks by without answering back: she can feel his shadow behind-he stops walking, stands still, his eyes all behind her...a few  metres away she shouts back,)

She:
It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/7677298212817142762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/7677298212817142762?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/7677298212817142762?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='--------------------.......................................-------------------'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkMMQn8_cSp7ImA9WxFbFks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-6466570974897822537</id><published>2010-07-07T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:34:43.149-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-09T01:34:43.149-07:00</app:edited><title>A Kenyan Man?</title><summary>He is my Kenyan man

A man who stands six feet tall, dark chocolate is his skin tone, handsome is his third name
He is looking for love, love from a woman, warmth from a female, companionship from his lover

To his friends he'll say...he hasn't found the right one yet...he never will...for the good ones are all taken, dead, or unborn

I'm no lady enough, he shouts it loud

I'm either too plumb...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6466570974897822537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/kenyan-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/6466570974897822537?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/6466570974897822537?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/kenyan-man.html' title='A Kenyan Man?'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_13vedK6e8bU/TDbeXPWU5sI/AAAAAAAAALI/SvTYAraVdnA/s72-c/cart231009_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkEHSX84eSp7ImA9WxFbFE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-6674429777763901794</id><published>2010-07-06T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T06:57:18.131-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-06T06:57:18.131-07:00</app:edited><title>Talib Kweli - Def Poetry Jam</title><summary></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6674429777763901794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/talib-kweli-def-poetry-jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/6674429777763901794?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/6674429777763901794?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/talib-kweli-def-poetry-jam.html' title='Talib Kweli - Def Poetry Jam'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUENQXs4cCp7ImA9WxFbFE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-4641313091126486786</id><published>2010-07-06T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T06:41:30.538-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-06T06:41:30.538-07:00</app:edited><title>Def Poetry: Sarah Kay</title><summary></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4641313091126486786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/def-poetry-sarah-kay_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/4641313091126486786?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959900428710018486/posts/default/4641313091126486786?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writer-mary.blogspot.com/2010/07/def-poetry-sarah-kay_06.html' title='Def Poetry: Sarah Kay'/><author><name>mary jaclyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04599162676646260084</uri><email>mic.open5@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05450430622481963193'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0MNQ3k5fSp7ImA9WxFbFE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959900428710018486.post-4505021601062006288</id><published>2010-07-06T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T06:04:52.725-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-06T06:04:52.725-07:00</app:edited><title>Def Poetry - 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