Fatherless Children

Fatherless children suffer

Because they don’t know how

Father never taught them

Because he didn’t know how

How to love… how to be loved… how to be
And so his babies, they grow into childish adults 
Building walls around their broken hearts
To lock everyone out

An inherited loneliness 
A perpetual fear of closeness
A desperate craving for love
For what they never knew

Where is the hope in this?

Perhaps it’s in the breaking of silence

In choosing to unlearn and re-learn 

How to love… how to be loved… how to be

Fatherless children suffer                                                   

Because they don’t know how

Father never taught them

Because his father didn’t know how

Sarah Kenyi © 2017

Kitu Kidogo

Hi there!

Allow me to introduce myself

First name Kitu, last name Kidogo!

Although I have various other nicknames

Like Fraudulent and Corrupt

I will definitely respond to Bribery

Where I work, it’s always lunchtime 

I don’t eat paper, but I do like green(s)

And unless you have “something small” for me

I will remain unbothered about your queries 

Eating your time, your tolerance and peace

Because I like to power play like that

Speaking of power, I have it over you

So don’t go complaining to my boss

I’m doing the very best I can
And I have been known to humble “big-mouths”

Besides, my boss? 

He eats better than I do!

Now that we are well acquainted,

Tell me, how can I ‘serve’ you?

We’ll both win if you help me, help you

And if you think you’re too good for bribes,

That’s OK… I’ll wait…. and frustrate… and exasperate…

Because bribery usually begins… where your patience ends

And justice? Justice never quite begins.

Sarah Kenyi © 2017