Masharia kanyari

Rookie - 240 Points (Kenya -East Africa)

Polly - Poem by Masharia kanyari

Remember way back when we lived at the township,
We rode the BMX for six hours straight taking turns,
The school we attended and the cold morning walk there?
So much water under the bridge now it seems like a dream,

It really is a pity what the world throws at you,
Smart blokes so inept they strip the honour from the game,
Yet they'd have trouble keeping up with your score in a math class,
I'm only glad when they take their flight, they leave intact your dignity,

I miss those nights we played Xbox till dawn,
I have never felt more alive than I did then,
Lessons you taught me in humility that I didn't take,
But I figured pride is a weakeness better than folly,

I'm sorry for being a jerk back when we were kids,
I've dreamt of nights when those sins will come and visit me,
But you assured me that God is far more graceful than that,
Who am I not to believe she who practises a religion I claim to belong to,

Me thinks you hardly give yourself enough credit,
You really are extremely good company,
You should be enjoyed with an aura of aristocratic nonchalance,
Maybe thats the lesson this distance was supposed to teach me,

Either way I'm a savvy student of life,
I have long earned my credits on this one,
The lesson got home and reality long set in,
Just come home already...I miss you big.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 1, 2013

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