Poems from Kenya: In the beginning

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Poems from Kenya: In the beginning

song of the heart.

There’s a voice in every soul,

A song in every heart,

A song of hurt

A voice of comfort

Even the broken sing

The voice breaks the hurt

Changes it into…

Laughter and joy

In me,

The song is dead

The voice, tired

Of catering for my hurt

In spite of all silence,

My song and voice lie elsewhere

In ones hands

Hands of gold

Hands with a golden touch,

Hands of precious love

Hands of tender care

Hands of a friend.

Always there,

To lift my falling bones,

Guiding my weariness through the valley

Healing my wounds

Your touch, tender love,

Shoulder I lean on

Shows your true self,

Friend!!

this is a peak into the stuff i wrote back in the day. hope you enjoy this!!! 

holiday blues

holiday blues, family glue! well, its the holidays that connect the family together. if they weren't here would  be no sharing, caring and what not! the time is here again but its end is also near. enjoy this year and lets meet next year when the blues have set in and we all don' want to go to school or work. with jingle bells still ringing in our ears.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS.
LUV RAY.