Victor Rotich

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They make noise as empty drums,
theirs' is only empty talk,
full of nothing but day dreams,
of my land and their money in Swiss.
...

The dark horses around pushing you to the height,
your pride glares as you put on the light,
who knows, you could be wrong or right,
making noise all day and night,
...

Everybody was happily yawning,
that sunny hot morning.
The blue skies were clear,
the long awaited moment, finally here.
...

Always went to bed thinking about you,
my dearest and lovely you,
my love was deep and true,
our glamour and romance shed my gloom,
...

It's hard to forget, that day we talked on phone,
Never knew it was gonna be the last.
Memories rang in my mind, my heart beat fast,
I still doubt you are forever gone,
...

Victor Rotich Biography

Victor was birthed & grew up in the village, but spent his spring-tide in the city. That's what made him - Versatile. He has a great passion for poetry and wrote his first verse at a tender age of 8. He is a techie, sedulous & obeisant. Strangers describe him as 'quite.' He spends his free time writing & blogging.)

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The Hyenas We Follow

They make noise as empty drums,
theirs' is only empty talk,
full of nothing but day dreams,
of my land and their money in Swiss.

They command, we do
mistaking us for a loo.
They 'hornbill' with much ado,
claiming to be our voice,
they manipulate our choice.

East to west they sway,
they are divided at day,
but united at night.
Close the bank and they put up a fight.
'We haven't been got right, '
as they frown with might.

With our vote, we can pass a message,
of our tiredness and impatience.
before we become patients,
these chaps must go home,
and we'll be back on track and form,
to fast track reforms!

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