Simon Odhiambo Poems

It is me again God
The sinner you know by name
For my answered prayer, I praise
And display my acceptance to Thy throne
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Today is mine for spoils
Shopping for love I do
Not short, not too tall
Just the right size for me
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A strange smile
A strange smell
The nose near the rear
Sniffing and sniffing
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You plants, why do you whisper?
And quickly pretend as I pass?
Is it the wind making you move
Or you move at will?
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At least I understand
Curtains are drawn open and closed
Books are read open and closed
To be drawn again
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I want to say what I feel
About the poet and his works
Not for money or praise
Not for fame or status
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Hastily and steadily they cross to the lawn
Full of mist but still safe from the cars that roll
No one talks to the other but quickly they move
They are all in a patterned hurry this day that goes
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Was born first, bred and grown
On this earth, thick and not so brown
I have loved, laughed and also frowned
My sweat can be seen and also shown
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Hastily, hastily, they go
Destination unknown for now

Happily, Happily, they vow
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I have not heard you confess it
Yet I know so very well about it
I have not seen you shed a happy tear
Yet you claim to have loved it
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