victor onyango

In you i believe
For a deep sigh of relief i heave
Mercies to me you have shown
All bad fortunes away you have blown
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An open letter to mama

More than a decade is gone
Since you left never to return
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Today i woke up thrilled
As the cool breeze from the lake hit my very being
though a little bit misty
The aesthetic mother nature brought
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Much water has flowed under the bridge
So strong still it is my urge
My affinity towards you it grows
So fast just as the monsoon winds
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It may have began as an ordinary outing
But ended an extra ordinary pilgrimage
When the two hearts drew close to each other
And the two become one-in love
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Yesterday was such a lovely day
We bred unity an shunned hatred at bay
Our people gracefully sway
Like peacocks in the harvest of winters may
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You listen to our sounds
But can never get the message
So you conclude all is well.
We are the birds of the air
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I know i should not go
But i still go
Is it my id or ego?
It indeed pushes me so far
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I always long to be your shadow
That never leaves your side at all the times
Assume you shape when it goes dark
And gracefully walk by your side when its bright
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An open letter to papa

I want to think all is well
Because in our hearts you still dwell
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I felt yet again today
Something i would rather not say
Because of a profound fear
That wells my eyes with tears
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What is it like
To crave for what is near and never grasps
To look and never see
To search and never find
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I often wonder
we sing-wine and dine when one is born
celebrations follow annually
And happy birthday to you...oh! jovially we sing
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'My people, i feel compelled to explain my position superlatively'
A good cue often you bring forth
The feeling of enough is better than too much
The electorate we gave you a job
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When you spot me, him, her and them at distance
What do you see?
Dark, white or yellow complexion
But is that us?
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Let me be the one
To celebrate with yo all that you won
Let me be the one
To inspire you to greatness
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Every morning he woke up
Through the muddy waters he waded to school
His feet and shoes were never friends
His body blended well in tattered clothes
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The more I think I have grasped it
The more it slips away and the gap widens
My term with my rectors at school was almost done
Just then they said I had to stay a little longer
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My beloved
Hold my hand so we may walk the life's journey together
Yesterday there was me and there was you
But today there is us-you and I
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Some are liberal,
Others conservatives
And others feminists
But we are one people with different ideologies
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