Lydia kwamboka omaya

Why   do  people call you so? Yet it's my father  and not mama who was born here, But-yes, you really deserve even a greater title, for the simple reason that you've taken care of me, You've paid homage to great and prosperous men From whom my peers and I hail. Kiabiraa. Hilly, rocky at your head and bits of your neck, But yet your feet have never ceased feeding us We've grown playing at the flat parts of your head the very head that now equally feeds our people, at least your feet are getting some rest-  but where shall our  brother's children play when time comes? Kiabiraa. I owe you more than a fortune, all I breathe is by your providence  time is coming when you'll demand payment! but before then I'll wash and oil your feet. then allow the hair on your head to grow again  However, I know the ultimate payment is my life! Motherland.                           ...

Troubles.Troubles are inevitable but misery is optional. The other option is joy.As time goes by,the word 'choice' is losing its meaning and value. "Selection "has taken its place.No thoughts are applied because nothing is wrong, everything wrong has obtained 'pure' defence and anything right is slowly undergoing transformation and downgrading.In the near future there will be no difference in both right and wrong. It is still at its sweetest stage this sugar;surprisingly, it's not tasty enough to most of us!We still need more and more of it. Many are struggling to get more ways to sugar their lives. Though few and short sighted, at least some can see trouble coming. My concern is neither their number nor the strength of their sight but their selfishness which is alarming. It is a "Everyone for himself and God for us all" game.The few have given up on the multitude with life full of taste. They have grown weak for the greatness of a person...

You've been accorded varying receptions  Some embrace you while others boldly ignore you You've achieved varied results  Some beneficial but unfortunately some disastrous! Look!You've exalted some while standing on others  All know you but to varying extents  Both professors and pupils are educated! And yet therein you induce prejudice. We live for just a while  Yet you take a large portion of this little time We strive to have the best of you Yet we at a time die just like any other.! Yes,you've brightened the stars of many But yet you've absolutely dimmed myriads' You've built roads to success but yet-  Blocked many from using them! You are to play a role of integration  But unfortunately integration between them that 'know' A friend left me for further studies  And a lady fit for wife though illiterate is still single!  'Philosophies and phenomena' is your theme 'To occupy th...