Hannington Mumo

Veteran Poet - 1,580 Points (17th November 1987 / Kenya)

Hannington Mumo Poems

161. My Name 10/21/2011
162. My Political Bid 2/23/2011
163. My Rhyme 11/13/2010
164. My Rise To Fame 2/26/2011
165. My Simple Tastes 1/28/2015
166. My Slippery Progress 7/2/2011
167. My Tastes 12/6/2011
168. My Trials 11/3/2011
169. My Voyage 8/28/2012
170. Myopic Mortals 11/12/2010
171. Neither Your Love Nor Your Hate 11/11/2010
172. No Enemy O 5/20/2011
173. No More 2/17/2011
174. No More Dreams 4/22/2015
175. No Need 2/7/2015
176. None Else 11/29/2010
177. None Shall Outlive These Rhymes 1/29/2015
178. Nostalgia 3/26/2013
179. Not For The Swift 1/31/2011
180. Nothing Less 12/6/2010
181. Ode To Suzie -new- 5/22/2015
182. Of All Labors 6/20/2012
183. Of Brown Liquids 1/17/2015
184. Of Great Men 5/28/2012
185. One By One 11/22/2010
186. One Evening 5/24/2011
187. One Evening Cool 11/24/2011
188. One For Others 5/20/2011
189. Only Those 1/12/2011
190. Opposing Hands -new- 5/11/2015
191. Our Fathers 12/4/2011
192. Pen's Verve 3/11/2011
193. Persistence 10/24/2010
194. Philanthropy 5/20/2011
195. Poetry Or Prose? 11/14/2010
196. Pray 11/10/2010
197. Prudence 2/6/2012
198. Read This My Poem 11/15/2010
199. Relief 1/23/2015
200. Remember 10/21/2010
Best Poem of Hannington Mumo

Keep On Keeping On!

You may rest a while if the going be tough,
Take a breath when the terrain is rough;
Let the oars have a respite
And rower enjoy a bite;
But the journey must anon continue,
For time has taught that the motions of the brave,
According to the decrees the Almighty gave,
Shall forever subdue the earth;
And a man's toils shall bring him mirth.

Withdraw your ear from cynics and naysayers
Who affirm that yes they can't;
Keep the company of them that try;
And rejoice in the fold of sons of hope;
Remember that it's not a crime to let a cry
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Hearts Do Throb

(For Kenyan athletes assiduously winning medals in Commonwealth games in Delhi, India; 13th October 2010)

A patriot to death my heart does with satisfaction throb
For yours is praiseworthy an effort and so sterling a job;
You’ve crowned us with gold and silver and bronze
And which is pricelessly more, a dignity so noble
That our hearts do throb with pride and dance.

The world would better about us embrace second a thought,

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