KASAZILE

 SCENE 1 Inside the police car. Officer 1 is driving, next to him is officer 2. Omollo, Musyoka and Karanja are sitted at the back.  Musyoka: Afande, my kidneys are pressing. I want to pee. Officer 2: (As he turns to face Musyoka) Pee there! (He gives him a mighty slap.)  Parr! (Musyoka wets his pants. Omollo and Karanja looks terrified) Musyoka: Afande we can talk. Officer 2: Nyang'au! You can talk in jail! (He then looks at Omollo, Omollo's face lands on the officer 2's palm. Parr! his jaw is hurt) Mateka! This is not an uber! Sit up!  Officer 1: Murder, violence and illigal arms and you want to talk? Officer 2: (To officer 2) Namba, maybe he got something tangible. (to Musyoka) Okay, talk. Musyoka: 100k. Officer 2: For a life sentence? Unaongea kama mtoto! Kijana, talk like a man! Karanja: But officer, how can you negotiate with a criminal caught on the act? Officer 1: Are you yourself clean? You too is a criminal! How dare you correct the law! Officer 2: (Puts K...

  The Black Bead   Beautiful ones are not yet born But this one? Seem she came before the day I saw she and felt my heart beat. In that dream; Unlike ice that melts on heat, some parts of me Solidified when her palms upped and downed on me.   I sat Time by my side until I became a patient As I waited for the one my heart fell for In my thoughts. As the hills walked side by side Her beautiful black hairs swung, side by side   She's more than beautiful; beauty can’ define her Her dark skin; soft as breast. Her honey lips; sweet, Sweeter than milk. And when she speaks The nose, the smile, the gap between her teeth In a pool of portions of spells, she makes me sink Every night; sheets, she, and me I die for, The woman perfectly God created me for The woman home I'd love to find waiting me for The woman whom I’d spend the rest of my days on Is like a black bead and she looks beautiful on me.