RED-LIT INBOUND PERSPECTIVE (R.I.P)

I follow rules as to how they are set

Such as enjoying a beautiful sunset

But my soul is slow-paced

Always getting lost in this love maze

 

View the world differently

Tackle each mistake separately

 

Elevate yourself and gain perspective

Gain red perspective

 

Red art perspective

Friends in my life playing detective

Choosing  a girl for me as if she were an elective

 

Allow yourself to change thoughts from time to time

Even though sunsets are your favorite times,

Sunrises are not that bad.

 

 I need a bud

Get lifted like a bird.

 

Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi

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AFRICA, I ADORE YOU

Till my extinction, I will be your defender

United, we will make the Universe surrender

A bullet to any soul that tries to lay us asunder

I am the Angel of Death and you are my sender

Bring judgement upon them all for their entire blunder

Wonder and wander, refugees spared to meander

Gifted with fertility, Africa you are the gander

My soul is a plain field and you are the conqueror.

 

-Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi

Drink that saved nine.

Flummoxed!! Bewilderment clouded his mind day and night

His mind divorced his entire body denying him sight

Like a prisoner with a life sentence, he begged God to free him if He might.

He meandered the face of the Earth seeking the smallest bite

From the forbidden fruit, so may he glide swiftly like a kite.

 

Who was to blame for this inconceivable pain?

Such a jammy lad who possessed all; nothing neoteric  to gain

Could it be the six blossoms that he slain?

Nature contrivanced to flog him, in her arms sat a burgundy cain

Two roads leading to the honey-comb yellowed sun, the wider one being the main.

 

Big black bear roaring, “She’s mine!”

Pacing. Racing, chasing past the pine

Time is running out, he has to get his chatels in line

Should he reach the river in time, everything will be fine

For all that matters, is that one swill. A drink that will save nine.

-Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi.

 

HIGH ON THIS.

I inject my heart and mind into this

Your soul, oh my words wish to kiss.

Ohema, I am your Kenyan Prince.

My princess, you mash up my mind like mince

 

I’m deeply in love with you.

I have felt this way for very few.

You are my entire crew,

My red, yellow and blue.

All these tests of love we have been through,

My sincerest love for you is due.

Ohema, for years to come, you are my boo

 

I write this cause I miss you,

It hurts so much if only you knew.

Wanting the other girls? EW!!

No more biting more than I can chew.

Ohema, for years to come, you are my glue.

 

Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi.