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Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
I don’t know if it was a dream
A sportlight
A sportlight of life
It is a sportlight like a pineapple
How beautiful it is
But no one knows
How it fought to be beautiful
Who called me
Called me in a house full of red
Red that sometimes i tend to see it like a shade of pink
This sounds interesting
Not to us
To me, yes to me
For i am thanking God for my friends
Who can afford to come to my backstage
And see how rough it is
Yet it is beautiful
Hearing the voice
It is like an african black lady with black hair
But different from the make up and dress
But the heart and everything in is real
For real is what keeps me going
I was amazed
Heard to correct
I figured
Just like God
Who is my number one audience
His creation was perfect
That’s why
He gives me a standing novation
For He is not a respector of persons
I am real
And my source is direct
It was just a dream
That turned around for me to see
Persisting calling my name
To stand and cling to the fame
Urging me to be me and move forward
And who i am to say no
But it was just a dream
Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
Weeping Onion
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