I have had a wonderful time reading your poems. The poems seem to literally flow powerfully from your heart like a swollen river in the rainy season. Your poems are packed with uninhibited feelings and I could not help but wonder if, for you, the poems are a tool for self-expression. And you are so hopelessly romantic - capturing love's occasional joy, the emptiness and disappointment, then the desire for the unknown. Indeed the language is simple to capture the raw, unclothed feeling, which I can instantly identify with.
Thanks for the poems. I look forward to reading more from you. All the best.
Odhiambo Gilbert Francis
They say life isn't fair And the world isn't perfect Beauty doesn't last And hard work doesn't always pay
They sound and talk as if they know Everything about God and life It is as if they had a contract with God About what is ‘impossible' for you