First Love Poem by Martin Macharia

FIRST LOVE

Si ile heart uko nayo

ndo heart niko nayo,

So heart break ikikam

ile pain utafil

ndo pain nitafil,



Naskia love huanza kwa heart

ndo maana natumia art

-of spoken word-

kuongea affairs of the heart

cause nko na art at heart

nlizaliwa nmeshika MIC kwa hands.



But kila time

nkiskia story ya love

it takes my mind back

to may ex gal-my ex love

staki nkuchoche vile nlimchora

ju ata iyo pencil ya kumchora

singeweza afford,

singe'afford bed so nlibuy gunia

nka'spread kwa floor-tukalalia

but si apo ndo mapenzi yetu ilianza kudidi-fifty

ju hainge'afford kudidimia,

sisi ndo tulikuwa the real Wakikuyu

supper ilikuwa ugali na supu ya waru,

keja yetu haikuwa na screen

so neighbour waki'watch game of throne

sisi game tulijua ni game of love,



But kwa iyo game of love

si ye' ndo alikuwa top striker number 11-alinicheza

ali'graduate na 1st class in art and craft-alinichora

sjui ka' alikuwa kitenzi-alinitenda

ama alikuwa tu wizard alitumia witchcraft-alikuwa ameniroga

na vile alinitoka

ile machozi ilinitoka

ilifananya bro yangu abaki broke-ange'afford tu kunicheka

nlitamani nimkate na shoka

but nkaona ntaenda jela

na huko nsiwahi toka,

but sahii kwa iyo game netoka

ambia ata coach iyo league nmetoka

na hii story ya love-agh nmechoka

saii love yangu iko kwa Christ, ye' ndo ako na real love-ye' ndo ako na true love,

ye' ni real kwake I surrender

ye' ndo nta'trust-ju hawezi nitenda

ye' hunipa all I need-hajawahi nilenga



Alipeana life yake kwa msalaba-ndo life yangu ikaanza

alipeana life kwa msalaba-ndo anisho vile ananipenda

-ye' ndo my first love-

so nipe yangu msalaba-nitabeba

na kama kumpenda ni sadaka-mikononi nitabeba

at calvary kwa msalaba-they pierced His boy,

-damu na maji ikatoka-

blood and water that gushed forth from His body

-washed all our sins-

but we Christians use our bodies

to indulge in sin

-Fornication-



Listen to the story of a lady who strips in the streets at night

I asked her why she's always on her feet

up and down in the streets at night

as if she's working on night shifts,

she replied and said

I am doing this

just to feed my kids

who by now are deep asleep

with their valid dreams

slowly fading under the sheets,

I am not doing this

for it is a good deed

I am doing this

just to make ends meet.



So I said to her listen

He who died on the cross

died for you, for me and for your kids

He who died on the cross

still lives

and lives within us

and for us

He is Immanuel-God with us

thus I ask

if God is with us

who can be against us?

so you better quit this life and surrender your kids to Him

for in Him there is life

in Him there is light

for He is the light of the world

but at times the power of darkness

leads us astray from Him

what a pity!

you who found favor with God-

pray for us,

in the name of the Father,

and of the Son,

and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen!

ARTICLE: SPOKEN WORD

POET: MARTIN MACHARIA (0700081725)