Gedion Onyango

Gedion Onyango Poems

Of course, I do
I hate all those rituals
I loath it like sin
I hate whatever it stands for
...

It's long since I stopped believing in human wisdom.
Long since I stopped distinguishing wisdom of the old - and
Stupidity of the new generation
It's un-intelligible to know what the new generation does differently
...

The doctor in my village is a witch
That is why I like yours
He wear refined costumes
He hardly talk with threats
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The other day the medicine sublimed from a public hospital
The other day we saw over the television the statesman
Promising to stop insanity in the medical sector
And stop the deaths over the floors of hospital corridors and rusted squawky beds
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We are not tribal, neither are we racist
we don't discriminate with our religions
we are a great people of sound mind and conscience
we are a creative population of great ambitions
...

I once trudged these soils!
Flipping my chipping depleting skin. Face. limbs and nibs of knowledge
I experienced the sweetness. bitterness. Beauty and incorrigibility of nature
But I knew not his face. I knew no his soul.
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On 23rd November, and
the lateness of young evening hours
you tasted the air, and glittered the hearts
All eyes, and mauling anxieties demised
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These days when politicians talk on TV,
I need a PG, for my children,
Because, their talks smell wowoed, with a luster of in-intelligible graveyard
Their mouths reek insanity; their tongues wag evil
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And at last,
You carried your luggage, waited for the cricked train
And just like that, you disappeared
So, when you came back
...

Over these valleys and our small mountains, the bewitched tentacles are hovering,
Spreading and spitting its dark poisonous wisdom over this land,
Its dark hearts clamping evil in our souls, and hatred to ourselves
The loathsome neighborliness and structural decay
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He was clad with a huge un-proportional stick,
Unlike the one of my village elder
Amid thunderous applause and spouting sweats from his audience,
His nose pointed high in the assessment of our fresh air
...

Now I understand the weapon
To make them love me,
It is not with the ethos of servant hood,
But by the flame of the tongue and noisy statements,
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I stand before thee today
ashamed and disoriented
I stand before thee today
pitiful of myself,
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My child listen
take a pen and a paper and sit next to me
for this is the best inheritance I can offer you
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Oh! Love of my life, you are the sky of hope
The river in our village knows this
And the birds whisper your names as I pass
I wonder how you fly so well, and carry my heart
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In All
It all comes down to the unseen yet the taunting bare meaningless of life.
Wherein we've defined our fullness by the standards crafted by a bunch of hurt and damaged individuals.
Those who and many who survive under a tyrannical cloud of hopelessness
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Oh Lord!
You know how passionate and in-depth sinner I am
You understand how I excite in sin and darkness
You know how they blow me from your love - and how I flow with it
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I am blind to your abhorring actions my wife

I thought fifty years ago
When we started, you should have been matured by now
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You were great and wise omuntu

The birds and the trees in my village sang your honor,
I also heard my mother and grandfather of my father loved you.
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I have two wives
and three concubines
The one in the village is the smartest
But the one in the city is beautiful and romantic
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The Best Poem Of Gedion Onyango

I Hate Religion

Of course, I do
I hate all those rituals
I loath it like sin
I hate whatever it stands for
I hate the greed
...........hate
...........false identity
...........prejudice
...........walls
...........facade heaven
...........gods and demi-gods they create
I hate religion
because Jesus too does hate it.
Whatever it preaches is corrupted
I hate religion
For I am born again

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