KASAZILE

Delivered from the garbage by Paul K Wanjiku  Education is like a stepping stone So you step on it, and lift your life on top. Give it a rhyme, give it your best tone And live up saying You started from the bottom, But now you're on top Some life events cannot be forgotten I always pray for them Whenever I recall them Living in the streets wasn't easy Imagine kuhustle tangu asubuhi Na ukipata doh , unaitwa mwizi Life' is no easy. Garbage life was the way to survive Out blue, we got a chance in a life You made us smile You gave us the chance to better our lives Life in in Ndugu Mdogo Was so good Even we couldn't afford to doze on Before meal We said a prayer, then bona petito If we did okay You recognized it and said, capito! We share we care We belong to each other Life is a bridge, hold my hand I hold his hand, we cross together We are humans, we depend on others For sure, we belong to each other We liked it when us you embraced Tied us tig...

Part 1 "It started like..." I hadn't loved before I met her She was not attractive I genuinely loved her I met her with her drank man I got close slipped in with a chat to her man 'Bro, you got a good ride beside you,' I said 'It is a public carrier,' he said I gave her a stare with my eyebrows rised She stared back, 'I'm booked and parked,' she said It was not a vigil, at some point we'd vacate 'I will have a meal instead,' she'd advocate  Her man and I conversed with drinks till late It was almost midnight when we left He needed support as he staggered down the road I was okay, her man was her load Matatuu stopped, they boarded and drove off To the opposite direction, I took off Part 2 "...after a few days..." Gadget popped an incoming call Truecaller identified the caller as Grace I swiped up my phone, and accepted the call 'Hello', I remembered her voice, 'it's Grace' She called again, and again...