Daughter of the Universe

I stand here in tears,
But unashamed,
Never unloved.

crying

Moved,
Broken,
But the pieces begin to gain strength.

pieces

I’ll let this dream
Lead me on,
To the ends of the earth.

earth

After all,
I’m I still not the daughter of the universe?
Still belong to the one who made the universe?

This is the simple me

This is the simple me

dau

universe

Never will I be ashamed of my sex,
Born a fighter,
And I will be thither

fighter

Poems from Starehe: CHANGE DEAR WORLD

Poems from Starehe: CHANGE DEAR WORLD

I like this poem…from the Poems from Starehe Series…

Hush! Little baby, don’t you cry,
Everything is going to be alright,
Stiffen that upper lip, little baby I told you,
Father said I hold you through the night.
I know mother is not here right now,
And we don’t know why,
We feel how we feel inside,
This may seem a little crazy, little baby,
But promise, everything is going to be alright.

hope

Things in this world are so crazy right now,
For you to understand them a hundred percent,
All mother ever wanted to do was to make us proud,
And now we are sitting in this empty house,
Mother and father are gone,
The war is raging as people are fighting and hating,
Murder here, murder there,
Adds to the pain we bear and share.

war

Yes! Peace is the only solution,
Let’s get over this devil of confusion,
Why we fight with all our might,
Against your own brother,
Yet you claim to love your mother?
Out of experience is how I say this,
So join me and figure out how to stop it.

Black or white, we are all equal,
Before the creator, not my words,
But words of a believer, a seeker,
Tears and blood make the wound even deeper

war 2

The last thing we want to see,
Is our world coming to an end?
Let peace by the word,
The rhythm in everyone’s mind,
Africa, Asia, Europe, we are one.

ONE

The Outsider

I am normal,
Whatever that means.
I look like you,
Maybe I don’t dress like you do,
But I probably have some of the needs,
That you do,
Maybe at a different level and  intensity.

I am a loner,
Never fitting in any group,
Not because I’m inferior,
But I’m different,
I am The Outsider.

Well,
It doesn’t feel great to be The outsider
Leaves me wondering why I am different.

Well, I am The outsider,
I don’t have the fomo,
I just live in a different world,
My world, 
You need not be bothered by me,
I am The Outsider.

LONE STAR

A lonely star shooting across the cosmos,
Following the path of the unknown
Just a paper trail 66 in number
An origin known a destination foretold
A shooting star indeed,
Granting wishes along the journey home,
Homesick towards a foreign city
Yes!On a journey home
He sees the welcome hosts
He feels the departing ghost
He tastes the joyful crown of hope
The lone star settles in peace
The journey swift,the race complete
The lone star finally sees
Stands before the golden gate
Glances back and deep in the cosmic drift
Another lone star’s journey begins.

LONE STAR

A lonely star shooting across the cosmos,
Following the path of the unknown
Just a paper trail 66 in number
An origin known a destination foretold
A shooting star indeed,
Granting wishes along the journey home,
Homesick towards a foreign city
Yes!On a journey home
He sees the welcome hosts
He feels the departing ghost
He tastes the joyful crown of hope
The lone star settles in peace
The journey swift,the race complete
The lone star finally sees
Stands before the golden gate
Glances back and deep in the cosmic drift
Another lone star’s journey begins.

Blank

Blank is when you have absolutely nothing on your mind
Blank is when you have a mixture of thoughts
Blank is when you don’ t know
Blank is when you can’t tell what someone is thinking
Blank is when you can’t read it on their face
Blank is when you feel something but you know it not
Blank is when you want to say something, but you don’t know what
Blank is well just blank
 

Poems from Starehe: Change is the Point

Poems from Starehe: Change is the Point

I promised to publish poetry by my students here. Here is the second from the “Poems from Starehe” series:

In our world today, things do happen,

Many people do pass away, but why?

If really we let our eyes  see, and ears  hear,

Then death could not be upon us.

But our ignorance digs our beautiful bodies deep.

ignorance

Why do we cry when we lose our loved ones?

Yet it is by us, that death came to us,

All we need to do is to make a change,

And let the Deity do His will.

For He is the one who plans.

If only I make the change, then why?

The change depends on us, why not make it!

Our past parents never did it, so it all depends upon us,

The time is up, wake up now,

And make the new desired change.

change

It is not a dream but hope,

There is no time for tomorrow,

Time wasted is never recovered,

We regret the past but never the future,

If only we prepare for it well.

success

The road to success is aligned with many,

And tempting parking places, so watch out,

And follow your hopes to the limitations, prayers to God,

Will also offer a well wish pat on our hopes.

The bright minds set to search for sand,

While they can harvest the stars,

To me I have the hope,

And the Almighty has a part in it,

Lets all say, “Change is the point!”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

                                                                                                                                                BY TONNY WASHINGTONE