Who knew a wheelbarrow could be status symbol of “wealth”?Ask any resident of plot 10 or “mutaranda” as is famously known in French, that is the French of Mount Kenya. In a mutaranda “village” the homes,  which are normally single rooms in a row opposite double rooms also in a row hence the name mutaranda….

Have you heard of this magical rodIt grows in the gardenWhen the cherry blossomsIt likes Ripe melonsAnd Ready peaches This magic wandRises at lightning speedScaling ecstatic heights as it prodsIt falls at rainbows endTo blissful a pot of gold Naughty gets a hidingThe rod only leaves a yearningFor a more thorough beatingFrisky doesn’t mind a…

You kill as you walkIs what I heardTurned aroundTo see who does the talk But you took a walkCan’t get my headAroundWhy now you can’t talk I know you can talkIt’s not hard I asked aroundHeard you also walk You talk the talkIt shouldn’t be hardIf you mess aroundTo walk the walk We can talkBe…

You looked me in the eyeYou told me nakupendaYou said you’ll never lieReassured me sitakutenda I had every reason to beliveThere’s no way utanitendaNever once thought you’d leaveYou told me nakupenda I believed it every timeYou told me nakupendaHow was I to know you’re wasting my timeOh how painful you lied ukanitenda In my naivety…

Take a look at meLook at me now, can you see?See what you missed?You missed me! Me loving youLoving you keeping youYou in my heart foreverForever hiding you In the deep of my heartThe deepest deep of my heartBut you never lookedSo you missed it Missed a chance at a shotA shot at a permanent…

A journey, life threateningAgainst my will, traumatisingArms, legs bound, restrictingAt sea uncertain, agonisingAt home, they’re worrying Where are am I , disorientatingWho are  you, confusingYou’re armed, intimidatingWhy am I here, unsettlingAt home, they’re worrying It hurt, the whippingIt’s hard, the toilingThe work, back breakingMaster done buck breakingAt home, they’re worrying For Missus, breastfeedingMy own, them…

What have we done?! We got it doneTheir dirty work doneSince days bygoneThey broke our sonBroke buck doneBreak us, their missionMatriarch gonePatriarch done They broke our sonHis manhood goneOur daughters doneNow the backboneShe props our sonThey rebelled our sonMatriarch gonePatriarch done Their mission doneThey broke our sonBlamed our daughter ’twas doneOur daughters doneHer voice is…

In a short clip doing rounds on Facebook there is a panel of young women discussing what I presume are matters regarding gender equality. In the clip one lady says she cannot come home to do dishes that her man used by himself to make himself something to to eat and that she will settle…

Am I wrongTo feel I don’t belongI can’t singA new mothers songI don’t have an offspringI can call my own Is it wrong to think you are better I envy you holding your daughterI can’t join in the the laughterOr join in the chit chatterAbout the mischief of my daughterSaying boys will be boys I’m…

Dear momI love youI know momWithout youThere’s no me You gave up YouJust for me momThe slim YouJust for me momI pulled ‘n stretched youYou didn’t mind me You paused YouJust for me momA career that defined youYou put on hold for me momStudy that could have made YouYou gave it up for me Youthful…