A letter to the Children



I hear there is one every so many minutes,
Millions of potential born every day,
Just wanted to let you that you are not a number,
You are special to me and I love you,
I heard of you and smiled all day,
The thought of you just made my day,
Made me wish I could fly your way,
Hold your beautiful face in my arms and have the world at bay,
You have come to us,
A blessing sorely needed,
Through every burp and poop and throw up,
We love you,
Love you more than life,
We will forget to tell you,
This is the one thing you can take for granted,
We love you,
I love you,
With all my heart.



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Sometimes in life we smile and bear it,
Avalanche after snowstorm after agony after torment,
Other times we can’t contain it,
Victory after blessing after joys after accolades

After life beating you down while you grin and bear it,
We may over celebrate little victories in the most inappropriate of ways,
Hooting and hollering and dancing even the occasional,
“In your face!”
We relish these victories.

Forget to be incapacitated by the daunting losses,
Unaware of a valid excuse to give up and walk away,
Forgive egregious wrongs,
And the villains who commit these crimes.

While folding like a cheap suit,
At a minor inconvenience,
Making those around us,
Perplex at our lack of rhyme or reason.

How do I forgive the man you broke my heart,
Never again talk to the man who broke my china,
How do I forgive the woman who stabbed me in the back,
Never again acknowledge the friend who ate the last slice of pizza?

Only lesson I have learned in my short long life,
Is to value what you have,
Acknowledge what you have achieved,
Love the one who loves you best.

Another step


As I welcome another year,
A good friend asked me what my plans were,
No big celebration came to mind,
Letting go crossed my mind,
Letting go of old hurts and grudges,
Letting go of past mistakes and judgements,
Letting go of of selfish wants and demands,
Welcoming new opportunities and joys,
Starting new chapters and making new memories,
Forging new friendships and making new memories.
Clean slate.
As I walk into this new year,
Clean slate.

A letter to a summer fling


So I wanted a distraction
Something fun, light, uplifting
No Strings Attached madness
Someone to laugh with me
Make me giggle
Someone to touch and be touched
Someone with who it couldn’t work
But we can sure enjoy the hiatus
Hiatus from reality
Then I learned you have a personality
Your quirks, hurts and joys
More stubborn than I am
Slowly I seem to want you more than you want me
When you hurt, I hurt
When I sleep I dream of you beside me
Security blanket i never needed before
While I know where I stand
I don’t want to want you like I do
I don’t know where you stand
When you grab me, hold me close
My world stops
I get weak not just in my knees
When I am away from you I am thinking of you
Yet I realize for you it may be out of sight out of mind
Then you say the sweetest sweet nothings
God forbid I respond and poof…You are gone
I want to be rid of the longing
Want of be rid of you
Then you smile at me
Grab me like only you do
Kiss me and steal my breath
Stop playing with me
I surrender
Walk away please
I confess, I cannot walk away from you.

Elaborate Gestures

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I can promise you baby,

No candles, no chocolates.

No roses or daisies,

No expensive dinner,

Or elaborate cuisine.

Just all my heart,

In the shabby package in comes in.

S o as we sit on this old couch,

and i rub your feet,

Keep in mind,

With you here,

I have everything I will ever need.

A Boding Adage To a Father of a small Nation


I know him as sokoro
My father’s father
Husband to granma, granma, granma and granma
A force to be reckoned with
Inspiring figure to aspire to
Instilled the character in every one of his children
I know, I inherited it
Standing tall, our beacon in tragedy and misfortune
Fountain of praise, support and wisdom
Never forceful, just classically persuasive
The island of calm in every situation
I have watched the years etch your story on your face
Rarely falter but never fall
Independent and fierce buna e simba
With your gaze to the horizon
Visualizing your rest
We cannot begrudge you
Like a soldier, shoulders back
With Anunda swagger in your stride
We all stand in applause
A never ending encore
You are my personal legend, sokoro, Chancellor, Omogaka
Francis Anunda Anunda



I am a survivor,

I have lived my life,

Strode my stride,

MadeĀ  a lot of noise but not of what is important,

Been silent of all that is,

Now I fear my silence may cost another,

Who finds herself astride without a father,

We are not a family of hugs and kisses,

We are one of disappointments and tragedies,

We will ridicule you before we comfort you,

Look at how you embarrass us before your heartbreak,

I need to reach out but I don’t know how,

God take care of my sister,

Send her my angel to watch her while she sleeps,

Send her Gabriel to fight her battles,

Broaden her archangel’s wings for those days she doubts herself,

Let her know I love her,

For I am not sure she can hear me.

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