Yes, it’s a little bit more complicated 

As i sat in a matatu to town

I happened to notice something

The Zusha campaign 

And it hit me

Generally 

We, as Africans, have not learned to speak up

.

If you ask me 

It all goes back to the colonisation era

Where we were ‘trained’ not to question

A habit that’s been going on generation to the next

If a child asks why he’s doing Chemistry, 

 And wants to persue arts

The mother says

‘Because that’s the system’ 

That same system will teach a child

How to just pass exams, go to college and get a job that they have no idea how to do it

Instead of naturing an individual’s skill and talent

This idea of  ‘not questioning things’ has cost us alot

That is why 

This is when activists like Bonface Mwangi

Are coming out to try and fix things


That is why

We will keep having a corrupt government 

If nothing is done

And as we point fingers to the government 

For being in dept, 

Sit down and think

How have i contributed to it all? 

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And that’s what i believe in

I hate what I’ve had to go thru

I hate the mistakes I’ve made

I hate looking at people’s judgmental faces when i pass by

I hate my negative past

But guess what,

That’s what made me

The strong woman I’ve become
No,

Am not saying I’ve experienced it all

Lord knows am not even halfway thru

But it’s enough to know

Humans are poison

‘Friends’ going behind yoh back

A mother throwing away a 1day old baby

Being bullied by your own friends

Your so-called-bestfriend raping yoh 5year-old daughter

Your wife cheating with your friend…

The list goes on and on
It’s enough to say that

In this life, YOU determine when to hurt

How long

And when it’s time to heal

In this life,

In your life, it’s all about you

And your relationship with your sorroundings

(Which of course includes the humans)

And whether you decide to risk doing sth worth it or not

You’ll still die

Funny, right?
Believe in yourself

Appreciate and give back to nature 

Go for walks and adventures

Be loyal to your other half

Have mind blowing sex

Get off your phone once in a while

Laugh harder

Make others smile

Be the reason why someone made it in life

Do what you got to do to make you happy

But  never at the expense of another human’s happiness. 


Mama,there is this boy

Mama, 

There’s this boy I’d like you to meet

No, don’t be sad, he’s not like the others 

Not at all

This one makes me happy

Makes me feel beautiful

Wanted

Worth the risk

We’d sit at the balcony

Talking about the beautiful view

Our favourite scents

Our fears

As we smoke a joint or two

He speaks with emotions

From a twisted mind

I know, 

I’ve said I’ve met ‘the one’ before

I know, 

Am still young and ‘inexperienced’

I know, 

Love is shitty

And messy

And confusing

But when it comes to him

am willing to take the risk

What’s the worst can happen? 

Mama, 

Don’t worry too much

My heart is strong enough, 

I believe. 

But… 

What if it can’t handle anymore disappoints? 

What if he doesn’t feel the same? 

What if it’s not forever? 

You’ll still love and motivate me, 

Right? 

Mr. All Night

His eyes

Full of desire

His kisses

Full of passion

He ties my hands

And pins me on the wall

Oh Lord, 

This man is driving me crazy

I know 

It’s not right

He doesn’t belong to me

Is that why it feels good? 

Every time he’s under my skin? 

Ah, Forbidden pleasure

My skin 

Is yearning for his touch

His lips 

Brushing through my erect nipples

Finding their way 

Down to my navel

Then kissing my thick thighs

As my thighs tremble

I ask myself

Do i deserve him? 

Do i deserve this? 

Do i need saving? 

Behind the beautiful smile

Is a lost me

Lost in my own world

In my own thoughts. 

Lost form the real world

Blame it on the poison

Filled in the hearts of humans

 

Do i need saving?

Not quite sure

Am happy here

With happy thoughts

Unlike being outside there

Where human’s thought of you matters

Where everything is black and white

Filled with anger and bitterness

So no..

I don’t think i want to go back

To please anyone

But one by one

They leave

Creating space

To paint my world