dear MAMA. (Maria Wahu Mwangi.)

My heart sings in praise and jubilation

As I ponder and cogitate over your supremacy

Real love is what you sprinkle over the world with.

I share so many exciting memories of you

As I move forward chasing after the light.

 

What did I do to deserve such

A pure soul-guider as you?

Heaven is my witness…

U will always be adored and loved by my heart.

 

My well fostered  soul is an exhibition  of your adoration

Who is more beautiful than my strong, proud….

African woman full of phenomenal care and devotion towards friends and foes alike?

Nature honors her as the paragon of unpolluted love.

Grand or adverse times; now and Tomorrow

I will never axe you mother.

 

-Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi

A DARK SUNRISE

It’s not even the best time of the day

However all these thoughts keep me at bay

smarTina loves sunrises. So she says.

Truth is ……I have something to say…

 

I hate sunrises.

 

You never know how strong you are until time arises

I’m at my lowest measures.

Nothing in these realms grants me any pleasure

This is a trickling tricky entry fashioned for closure.

 

My brain is sore,

My wings refuse to soar,

I’m left kissing and hugging the floor….

 

XO.

 

Something of that sort.

Pain took me to court.

Sunrises give me the chills; I need a coat

Please accompany it with a chilled black label court.

 

So much suffering and anger

How much longer?

Fuck all these rumor mongers

They abducted my Ngunga.

 

 

-Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi