2014

In the beginning was the word and the word was without a machete or sword/ But when we read still slices our hearts through our cords like a convict on his knees calling on his lord/ Whereas, happiness is not given as a constant in the mathematical equation of existence/ Whereas, tears is not inversely proportional to the square root of the ratio between happiness and sadness…/ Also given that, every YES does not necessarily define a new beginning of…

There comes a time when flowers lose petals A time when the sun makes way for the moon to reign A time when babies become like those who birth them A time for welcome smiles and goodbye hugs Dr Hakim The time has for you for us to pour out our hearts to you.. And you will hear nothing but the truth and Allah is my witness No matter how scary a dream is… A child is not scared to…

In as much as I detest Candy Crush requests I will accept. . . But You sending me a challenge of the ice bucket Makes me wonder if you not suffering from Fracture of the eye socket/ The truth is, from the on set, I knew you would stray from the main goal The moment i heard you talk trash on set/ Celeberties in Europe and America came together for a cause/ To raise funds and awareness about the ALS…

My friends. . .my well wishers. . .I have been nominated for the Future African Awards in the Excellence in Public Service category. This is a huge mile stone for me and my team at the African Union Commission and the GIZ-AU office. Whether I win it or not is not the question but the fact that the work of me and my team is being monitored closely from around the continent is heart warming. This is to thank everyone that has…

I see you with hands in chin/ In thoughts deeper than wells of Beijing/ I see you constantly run your fingers through your hair, like you now live in a world whose problems you no longer can bear/ I hear you deep sighing/ Shaking your head and clapping your hands. . .well I know what you’re implying/ That you’ve been to hell and back/ Or that you feel betrayed and no one’s got your back/ Listen, I’ve been there. .…

A samurai with two swords A poet with mean words A prisoner with freedom thoughts A King and his subjects A queen and her maidens A student of knowledge A pregnant nun All searching for the reality beyond time and space Have you ever wondered why Oliver asked for more? Or why you are never satisfied with the iPhone you just bought? Have we ever questioned the illusion we discard and the reality we believe? Like separating wanted and unwanted…

Remember when our Relationship was like the game of Tennis/ When love meant nothing When every hello or hi said was enough When I never cared if you had a cold or cough And when you were so comfortable calling the bluff Remember the days you will pass me by like you never cared/ And I would bow down my head in fear rubbing my beard/ Praying upon the moon/ Wishing upon the stars/ That the lord will reveal to…

Like an alcoholic confessing his sins to a toilet bowl I’m ready to let it all out And Run my mouth like Mohammed Ali would run commentary for the Super bowl And Be rest assured that Truth will be told Be it in the scorching afternoon on the streets of UTANGA Or on Obudu mountain’s evening cold I/ Stand before you here as a thief Ready to rob you off the prejudices and misconceptions You hold dear to your heart/…