David N. Munene Poems

I hope you toss and turn
And turn and toss in your sleep
If only I could peep
And verify this in your sleep so deep
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My heart you have made teenage fragile
It no longer is as agile
The thought of you not saying it pricks my bile
And stress on me comes in a pile
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I suffer intense blood boil
Amid July's cold turmoil
Whenever I next to you stand
For you make my man stand
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If you should read this poem
And forget about the poet
Verily I assure you dear reader
That the poem shall remember you
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I speak to the marginalized,
They that have specialized
These learned fellows; these as pupils categorized
Hear me oh ye elites,
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You soar beyond the horizons
Are hotter the ins of a blue gas-flame
There cannot be a flower cuter than you
Nor a smile warmer than yours
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My life was by you reinvented
I believe this with awed feeling
When I smell how sweetly you are scented
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You have learnt how to hurt me
Repeatedly without perpetual apologies
You love disrespecting me in the boardroom
And respecting me in the bedroom
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One month was all Denice needed
One month to leave grown hearts beaded
With a love incorruptible yet unfathomable
Such a tender impact; softness so remarkable
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That Heaven must be this far
When Africa needs it desperately
Whilst Africans are for blood hungry
For none other than black blood
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