Collins Gachomo Poems

Welcome to sin city, the land of Ajira,
Where the night never ends and the streets never tire-a,
The neon lights flash with a devilish glow,
And the sinners come out with a flourish and show.
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In the realm of power, a tale unfolds,
Where greed for mastery hurts and corrodes.
Political instability, it takes its toll,
As ambitions clash and conflicts unroll.
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In a chain of untold matrixes, they lie,
Mysteries woven, unseen to the eye.
Each link a story, whispers of the past,
A tapestry of secrets, vast and vast.
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Inside Dongo Kundu, a tale unfolds
Of corruption deep, where taxes hold
A grip so tight, it chokes the land
And drains the life from willing hands
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Again i'm sitting besides a picture frame
Behind me is a huge wallpaper of you
Creation of a facial structure of you are all over the walls in my room
Dreaming of me and you in a paradise island riding a horse full of red and pink roses
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Besides me there is a pen and book
The book contains amazing writings of love
Sweet words like a dove
As i write on it, i think of an amazing look
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Behold i see a burning spear
Over the edge of the hill i can't persevere
My watery eyes filled with tears
Oh my wish i had chandeliers
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On the verge of collapsing
The wales around vibrates the oceans
The vessels along the coastline begins breaking
Later i hear a strange sound of abrasions
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Whose flower is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite sad though.
It really is a tale of woe,
I watch her frown. I cry hello.
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Shanelle couldn't stop thinking about the love
It was just so lovesick and erotic
But she could never forget the belove
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