Lil Miss Angelou

Fatherless children suffer Because they don’t know how Father never taught them Because he didn’t know how And so his babies, th...

Hi there! Allow me to introduce myself… First name “Kitu,” last name “Kidogo!” Although I have various other nicknames... Like ...

Dark moments change you They shake your values. What then do you do When everything That made you ... is no longer relevant? Dark mome...

There’s an elephant in the room She’s in the corner, but she’s there alright Frequently seen then forcibly  unseen I guess some th...

Consciousness came to visit her last week But unlike common sense Consciousness doesn’t visit too often, nor stay too long That&#...

Abstract horoscopes Sure then insecure. So-so... The fault's in our stars Sarah Kenyi © 2016

Like the divers of the deep waters of Belize So are the believers in the Kingdom of God Through the uncertainties in which they wade: Th...

I named this poem after my mum's school for special needs children - Step by Step Learning Centre. I would like to dedicate it to her...

I lay bare Vulnerable Like many virgins on their first night Controversially exposing the very intricacies of my soul And though u...

Dear misfit I want you to know that you are genius But you've been institutionalized to believe otherwise Because of society&#...

My friend A phrase frequently ascribed however sometimes misspent A praise of high esteem when in sincerity said Like the tale of Ki...

I guess it was engendered in history Yet another one of nature’s mysteries Like the unconditional love a mother maintains for her see...

I am grieved because of your misguided eyes For they were taught to discriminate and despise And as the fruit of the trees that once ...

There is a treasure in our midst But ignorance’s bliss allows some to miss The manifestations of grace that were embedded in it Some...

Back to the floor I fall Eluded once more By the illusions I reformed Until the next calm Before the next storm For when the pain is no...

My mother named me Ruwarashe - God’s flower “You’re the prettiest one in His garden my angel” she would say But if you asked me how long...

I arise through pen and paper relations Addicted to word-play, that is my reputation Textual nakedness doesn't near such perf...

Can I please have a moment to myself Don't get it twisted, this is not out of selfish intent And I'd rather be with you, tha...

You’re a queen No pretense, no lies There’s no need to Facebook your behind You’re not an object or a franchise And it’s alright girl, ...

Miss. Lauryn Hill once said we must destroy to rebuild  I guess that’s why our shoes still fit  And we can't quit  Insisting on dis...