by Benard Makaa | Jul 30, 2019 | Poems
Author Unknown From afar, our woods of church, of clan, of class, Look a solid mass of trees, Only when you walk on grass, Among them is it known, That each tree stands...
by Benard Makaa | Jul 30, 2019 | Poems
by R. L. Sharpe I SN’T IT strange, That princes and kings, And clowns that caper, In sawdust rings, And common people, Like you and me, Are builders for eternity? Each is given a bag of tools, A shapeless mass, A book of rules; And each must make— Ere life is...
by Benard Makaa | Jul 30, 2019 | Poems
I came across this poem in early 2010(and copied it to my notebook then). I don’t know the author. (Waste no time gossiping it doesn’t pay!)Many people are always poking their noses in other people’s affairs for nothing. Play your own drum,No one else,Can...
by Benard Makaa | Jul 18, 2019 | Learning, Philosophy
Yesterday I met some two male friends at Highlands Restaurant, Nairobi. We had a chit chat from around 5.45pm to 11.30pm. This restaurant is normally converted to a club of sorts at 10 pm, so for around 1 hour and 30 minutes, we had to bear up with the din coming from...
by Benard Makaa | Jul 8, 2019 | Poems
She, gentle and shy, Shy as a fawn, Thrives at night, And disappears at dawn. Hides on my sighting, And emerges on my leaving, Climbs the walls, With undaunted glee. Shiny and slimy, Swift and helpless, S**ts and desecrates, Every hallowed space. ...
