Biography of GICANIRO Gicaniro
His life like an appealing tome with veiled uncharted chapters.
Armed only with a pen he begun a life struggle where only his psyche would save him
And so here he is now... HEADING TO THE BEGINNING OF THE WORLD.
GICANIRO Gicaniro's Works:
GICANIRO Gicaniro Poems
I Am A Villager
I would like to be local Even though ma pockets would be so cold I would like to stay home I hate the way city people are so alone
A Shortsighted Mouth......
To the last generation See that you emerge in a different situation Make sure you come within a new creation Great will be your fortified nation
For Both Of Us
When I see the dew drying I know the sun will be rising When I see clouds forming I know the rain will be falling
Peacefully Delight In Peace
Peacefully delight in peace Peace be peacefully in peace, Peacefully to peaceful
I Feel I Can'T Feel My Own Feelings
I feel, I feel like a stranger with my own feelings I feel like an outcast in my own healing I feel like deception in my own truth
Yes We Can
Yes we can. Can't we coerce our own dreams to reality? Can't we stick by and shield our own rights? Can't we like lions fright away those wolves?
A Widow Like Her
A widow like her Awakes before sunrise Though sleepy still she rise To work hard and end up with a prize
Still, It’s All About Us.
Cursing or praising you Holdin you or lettin you fall Hatin or lovin you Walkin to or away from you
Still You Care Not.
Trail away to trace your steps Linger around hopefully we might meet Brush my eyes to grip your see..
Please Don'T Ask Why,
I see you walk by Sorry I can't say hi Hugging you would be a lie Am left to dropp from too high
Children Of Light Freedom
Sing your song of faith; To avid thinkers and to craving ears To hysterical expressions and to derelict empathy To fretful souls and to plaintive eyes
Codes Of Reality
Murky chambers secrete secret dealings Bottomless splits havens precious pebbles Discarded possessions suck the swarm Kaput spirits deem in hush
Even If The Sky Is Blue
Even if the sky is blue Say no to bird's flue With it health is worse that's true Take caution that's how I grew
Christ Is The Rock
Mind you I tried to cope As if life was the only hope Loved ones were not at home Why not try the rope
A Widow Like Her
A widow like her
Awakes before sunrise
Though sleepy still she rise
To work hard and end up with a prize
To break up with poverty and its ties
A widow like her must go in disguise
Only because her neighbors take her unwise
That her children have shrieked in size
From garden to market to kitchen like rolling dice