TusomeNaOluh

I'm here relaxed on my bed, trying to squeeze out the inspiration to write out of my right hand. No cat seems to be really wanting to be let out of the bag, with this weather, expect anything. Then all of a sudden, a WhatsApp message pops up and guess its from who? Yes, Nicki, you got it right this time. So apparently she moved on, yes, just like that. I know I left informing you on the third day, life has to really move on and surprise is the fuel of life. What made us part ways? You ask, nothing really, we all just got tired of texting and meeting unplanned in our different rooms, the strike also played an important role in signing our divorce papers. Personally, that was my key defence. Back to the text, she tries to ask for my identity ironically in the pretence that she was "taught Nairobi" a common slang to mean being robbed in the Capital. After a consuming mental debate, I tell her my name,she heyyyyyyyys me and asks how I am coping with the Uhuru led administ

I can't draw, maybe conclusions I can't act, maybe in situations Ok, I lied, Acting I like I was only trying some rhyme I find it difficult to reach the highest keys And my voice aint that deep In another world, maybe I would be a thief Wanting what was never mine You see, I have tried. I flexed with the movers Made the shakers tremble Made those standing on hills level I consider myself plain But with a touch of variety Always longing to explore I ask why not And why should I not I don't want to be lost Yet I hide in fog, Leaping like a frog Hoping to reach my greatest heights. I forget to stay woke Some sleep until just before midnight When the world escapes from reality I try to reveal the world to me In the company of noisy crickets and vampires masquerading as mosquitoes A creature of the night, When the world goes dark I come to life Like the moon, that's my time to shine. _As written by Zi boy_ *_Doluh words_*