Why is the world wildlife fund not angered?The African male is a species endangeredLeft right and centred being massacredThe species are facing extinctionAn imminent threat of annihilationWhere is the protection? From Congo to SowetoTo the projects in the ghettoWhere’s the manifestoA declaration of preservationOf a species facing extinctionWhere’s the funding for their conservation A conservancy…

Sogea tusemezane wasanii njooni ‘Nna mwiba moyoni hebu njooni Vioo vya jamii ‘nnani hebu n’ambieni? Jipu keshapasuka hamuoni? Wa kusafisha kunadhifisha jamii ‘nnani? Na kukosoa, kukashifu uwi uongizini? Kitega masikio msanii wasikiani? Si kilio cha mnyonge nyikani? Aliye na kipaaza sauti ‘nnani? Malenga piga king’ora weka baini Tapeli haini hatutaki uongozini Kumnyima haki masikini. Boronga…

Tic toc time is runningThe second hand chasingThe minute hand chasingThe hour hand, running the time Man chasing timeBecause time waits for no manShould man be running after time ?Or running with time? There’s a time for everythingShould man be waiting?Waiting for timeThe right time? Man or time, who picks the time?When the right time…

Listen carefully you will hearThe whispers are loud and clearListen the change is nearCan you feel it? it’s hereThe wind of change in the air Listen to their voicesYour brothers and sistersEchoing your pain from all cornersThey see you backed in cornersEnroute to confined spaces Listen when they say you are strongIn a system hell…

Melanin, my sin!The blight on my skin!Born free, but this skinCosts me to breathe! I wear my skin with fearMine, is the life of a deerIn headlights, what you wearOn coming uniform, I freeze, can’t breathe! Flaunting the brutality you wearAn animal in flight, I scare!Your presence, thins my airThe dominance, won’t let me breathe!…

If a name is just a nameThen how come for someIt’s a source of shameA cause for pain? If it’s just a nameThen why for longJust by a name, some belongOthers still looking to belong If it’s just a nameWhy some command respectOthers perceived as suspectsWritten off, minimal life prospects If it’s just a nameWhy…

What’s in a name?How, why is it a bother? Random letters put togetherTo tell one from another What’s in a name?The first thing you ownExclusively yours to ownIt connects you to your own What’s in a name?The continuityOf your own identityOf your community What’s in a name?The tentaclesThe roots that enableThe legacy of your people…

You stole the blue print of my existenceErased it taking away my confidenceThe foundation of my beginning resketchedWho I am, where I am from I am disorientated My cultural structural integrity compromisedMy society’s infrastructure disorganisedFear, uncertainty, my control you engineeredConcrete layers of self hate customised Confidence broken, the vultures went for the jugularMy identity of…

My style so fly Your insides die My life you spy If I say why I lie Your eye with a stie Can’t see my sigh You roll your eyes I roll my dice How it fares T’morrow I don’t care When my style flies A bit of you dies I won’t lie That I’ll…

They say that grass is greener On the other side, bummer! Is it though, green? Does it have to be? Green? Is it even real grass? I can choose what colour it is, the grass I can wear coloured glasses I don’t have to look on the other side I can choose to not see…