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victor brian: NKUBU HIGH SCHOOL

2011-08-05T23:20:00.000-07:00

victor brian: NKUBU HIGH SCHOOL: "I am not saying i am a writer, but i write. Neither am i saying I am not a writer. I think everyone who writes is a writer and everyone who ..."

IF WISHES...

2011-07-05T01:18:00.000-07:00

if wishes were horses,they said
beggars would be the first to ride.
ever wished you could turn the tide?
or go back in time in slow speed?
that's the the feeling am experiencing.
wishing i never told you a single thing
but what do i get for all my wishing?
not a result...absolutely nothing.

and this is all a cause of my stupidity
my very loose grip on secrecy
for had i not confessed my feelings for you,
you wouldn't shun me like you now do.

MEDITATING...

2011-06-24T04:02:00.000-07:00

atlast ,to me, it has come to dawn,
that truly,this world is upside down.
thats why those who most advice,
are themselves in need of the advice.
the ones who so readily guide,
are those whom,to rules, can't abide.
does Venus have a love of her life?
why does a priest join devoid of a wife?
they lead to heaven,those who know well
that hereafter,they will abode in hell.
those who preach water's advantages,
are really,the industrious among winepressers.
that is why a student might be taught,
when he knows more than the tutor thought
and what knowledge might Cupid,a child, have
about the most complex love?
try and these,think about,
and you will see,truly, the world is inside out.

THE LASS... She does it all the days, when in front of the place, she passes, shaking her round perfect ass, seeking to impress, and impress she does, when in that simple dress, she leaves you wishing to caress, her body,and your feelings to express. But there is a problem that makes you exclaim and makes your head drum. There,beneath that bum, might be a virus,that will leave you glum

2011-06-19T11:26:00.001-07:00

JUST THAT...

2011-06-17T00:14:00.000-07:00

i was hoping...
wishing you would,
hanging on to the last shred of hope
and dreading what i would feel
if you didn't .

even the thought
was as painful
as sharp
as lethal
as the deed itself

but you never did
you did not let me down.
and you did
you packed your stuff
and went away.

never to return
never to haunt me
or haunt mother
we wold now be free
now be stress free.

2011-06-03T02:32:00.000-07:00

ABSENT

Dear teacher
my body's arrived
it sits at a table
its pen in its hand
as if it is able
to think and to act
perhaps write down the answer

but don't let that fool you

my mind is elsewhere
my thoughts are far away

so apologies teacher,
i'm not here today

DISPLACED.

2011-06-02T04:02:00.001-07:00

Today we cared to dream,
we hit the road
seeking to redeem
what we once held.
the city was our destination
our leaders,our target.
resettlement was our mission
our future,our past is for what we went
we waved branches and shouted slogans
determination,i could feel it in the air,
from the aged to the very young ones.

and as we crossed the bridge,chanting,
they came, in their passats,rovers,and even a beamer!
and we shuffled our bare and cracked feet,walking.
we kept our distance,in fear
and awe, of their ready-mades,for they reeked of power
they kept their distance,for they couldn't bear
the stench of poverty,disease and hunger.
they talked,in smooth coaxing threats
"beseeching" us to go back,and wait
the government will do something,the cheats...
so here i am;on a log i sit.
in front of the torn tents.
inside,a child screams in hunger
"the IDPs and leaders discussed..."my AM screaches.
DISCUSSED???!jeez!..i spit in anger.
deep in me,the dream dies,
but the vision will painfully linger.

Reflections

2011-06-01T11:30:00.001-07:00

2011-05-26T23:39:00.000-07:00

Mwas,who was hit by the police car,
died the two days before yesterday.
the police are still looking for the mang'aa driver,
or so they claim,what can we say?

HERE I AM...

2011-05-24T07:15:00.000-07:00

Atlast i have arrived...it has taken me such a long time to create a blog that i was starting to doubt my computer literacy.let us face the facts: my delay was caused by a few factors that am going to list here without mincing any eords...first of all...blogger and their owners..i.e gooogle...this guys have made getting the right channel to create a blog so complicated that they are in the neighborhood of impossibility.you are the second factor...yeah you ,i mean why the hell didn't you contact me and herllp me sign up? the third is the power and lighting company...why the fuck do you cut off the electricity every time am around a computer?