ONE MORE FOR THE GIRL CHILD

Dreams have been dreamt

Lives have been lived 

Passions have been generated 

The African girl child is yet to be felt.

Why? You may asked 

Is it a hard task 

For the girl child to get 

All the appreciation and deserved credit?

A bouncy Baby boy feels the room with cheer

Leaving the other to be Oh! Deer

Apparently! that’s the start for their tears 

Never will their ears hear applause

A baby girl is the father's pride. 

Her first cry starts the roller coaster ride. 

The apple of her daddy's eye

Just as important as the baby boy...maybe even more.

When did the rains start beating the poor souls?

Responsibilities creep in and push them to the wall.

Education and other important priorities pushed to the boy, 

The girl just lost the apple position.

Hey, society! Wait a minute!

Being a girl is no disability 

It's time to ditch the traditions 

That have kept girls in the dark 

It's time to embrace change, to embrace the girl child 

To appreciate the value of the girlchild in the society

FGM, HPV and even Cervical Cancer Waah!fights  ueach girl among other things they face and external Worldwar 3 from the society,

Cool it off and let her gain her rightful place and avoid mediocrity,

Support that girl in your hood 

Encourage that girl in your class 

Give your sister space to breath 

Let your daughter shine on 

Because she is as important

Mooseblood’s shoes

A bite a day

A slap awaits

Blood groups of all kinds

A century drink of all mankind

Nothing keeps me alive

Though painful be the bite

Nutritious be the might

Warmth from the blood sips

Stolen from the human pipes

Nothing keeps me alive

A musician be I for every ear

Aiming to Cheer my dear

Nets, repellents and dooms

Want me for my doom

Ooh! nothing keeps me alive

Bushes be my hideout

Flying around be my workout

A mosquito is all I am

Fitness be my search

Nothing keeps me alive

Malaria, Dengue, Chikungunya, Elephantiasis- Oh! No!

I stand accused, all be my downfall

Mosquitoes shoes....

Are they sharpshooters or safety boots which one will you choose

Nothing keeps me alive

By El Lobo Solitario

INNOCENT REWARD

A piece by Cee Managa

Mothers usually say they know everything about their kids

But little do they know that they had lost their bouncing little babies (now all grown up) years ago.

It was 4 am…

Well like every other night I couldn’t sleep, doesn't matter how hard I tried

Somehow this is the time when memories crept into my mind……The pain hidden in my heart screams for its freedom because the cage (My Heart) is suffocating it with the tightness; I feel

Childhood was much better when you didn't have to hide your pain. Leave alone, lie about it;

When sharing your pain used to be rewarded with chocolates and love instead of taunts…Life was so simple then

When Mama`s lap and shoulder was a solution to everything. It was and still is.

However, it is we who are not honest enough from our side…

Maybe we lost our innocence in the chaos of life.

Devastated I sat on the couch and broke into tears eagerly waiting for sunrise

Its 7 am …

I yearn for Mamas hug

They have a superpower of calming me down and that’s what I need

Before I lift my hand to knock the door,

The door opened with countless smiles, calling on me as I entered home

Mama: Broken dreams?

Me: Yes Mama... 

Mama: Nothing, which Mamas arms couldn’t heal

Once again, a kid cried on the laps of her mother sharing all her problems

Once again innocence got rewarded.

This time with extra love, extra care and yeah definitely extra food.

Friday Midnight Noise

 Refuel your soul love; this is going to be a long drive

…Friday Midnight Noise….

I must admit there is nothing louder than overthinking after midnight….

This is me…This might be you…..

It's Friday ….another noisy Friday night…..another Friday of unfading memories…….another Friday of reliving an unforgettable love…hahaha yes  LOVE!!!…why Friday?....coz it all started on a Friday night…to be precise a Friday midnight…..

So let me buckle up coz I know it’s going to be a long noisy Friday night…

As I said it started on a Friday Midnight …

On a certain Friday night was when I was at a peak of happiness ….top floor! Life was good. Life was exciting … just the two of us ….At first, I was a grumpy Monday morning but with time I became a Friday night full of excitement and ready to embrace whatever came my way because of you. I turned out liking you a lot more than I originally planned that’s for sure…You made my dopamine levels go all silly each time I laid eyes on you….

Also

On a Friday night was when I was at a peak of my sadness …I was not happy coz of you... The distance between us widened…no way for us to meet…An opportunity arose for me to forget you… I had to let go coz it wasn’t going to work …I knew the distance was much needed but it was awakening the forgotten grumpy Monday morning in me. I was not ready to go back to Grumpy Monday I knew I had to pick myself up and become a Friday night again this time without you...But can I ….Can I really!!!

Loud are my feelings confused is my soul. Sometimes I wonder if things would have turned out differently if I had just done one thing or said those few words or been a little less like this or a little more like that…..You get! Sometimes I wonder

That’s when the Friday midnight noises started……can I really break up with junk food or am I kidding myself!...

It’s been half a month in this long drive; Let me refuel….

 By 

Cee

IRRESISTIBLE!

 IRRESISTIBLE!

Am never falling in love ever again, she retorted. But his grey calm eyes engulfed in bushy eyebrows made her legs buckle forward and her mouth run dry. The dog, a white chiwawa with black paws, melted the resolution before it could anchor in her brain. Love at first sight. She was tongue-tied when he wiggled his tail. Irresistible!

 Memories of first love faded too fast and too soon. Was it even true or a mirage in a nature?  She was convinced this time that the love would hold and prove the theory of "man's best friend" She would rock the chiwawa with more affection that ever. Love gone sour was the define of her for past connection with Rex. Rex, The  Doberman,   that went turbo on her and almost took her dear life. Irresistible!

FEAR OF THE NEXT STEP

Mother, don't worry
I will marry,
It doesn't have to be Mary,
But I will marry.

Let's go on,
I can't stand anyway more,
Stand on a Stand of mockery,
But I will marry.

You heard what they
My peers
The jeers
Filling me with tears
For I chose love
Over the village dove
But I will marry

Pressure without measure,
To a treasure for my future,
A choice cultured for my leisure,
Ooh and Ooh I repeat
*But I will Marry*

Must you tell papa!
I told you in secrecy,
That it might be mercy,
Now papa beckons...
Asking about Daisy, jossy and rosey...
Mother, don't worry
But I will marry

Come what May,
Marrying is my 2030,
Come Sunshine, Rain...
Whatever their names will be,
mama I will have them for a wife
But I will Marry



I know I had said by July
You now say it was all a lie
marry I will before I die
mama, please don't cry
For in your arms a grandson shall lie
Time seems to fly
But I will marry

#El lobo Solitario
#August, 11th 2017
#6:42pm

Mid-Air Crisis of An Apple

  *Mid-Air Crisis of an Apple*










Don't you dare!!!
Not even trying!!! Not even think about!!! Actually just watch as I go, As I am saturated and drenched so deep. You would give me a stand ovation the moment the bulb lights in thy head.
  Deep and Deep am falling and my adrenaline has failed to kick in to fuel my escaped... I want in and not out, yes I am having affinity towards the bottom realms...
  Yea so deep I could drop into and get lost not to be found... Like that needle that plays hide and seek in a haystack
Free fall, Gravity has overthrown my whole system and landing into love is my bulls eye.
   Yes I fallen, yea I have fallen in love... A feeling so sweet that has become the definition of *A City of No Return* I ain't lost in fact, there is so much peace as I fall down like a Newton's apple which had a greater cause in life.
#El lobo Solitario
#3/8/2017
#0856hrs