Night Literary Works

With interest I write
Alone in this cold night
Under my bulb's filthy light
Unsure if am writing it right

Am dedicated to fight
The fight of the might
With victory in sight
My tomorrow is bright

Under my haters' weight
I must rise to a new height
Relentless, I hold on tight
And just wish you a goodnight!

Night Literary Works

HOLD ON TO YOUR DREAMS

Stand strong and hold
Hold to the dreams of old
For you got to be bold
Not to shiver nor waver in the cold
In these days of mold

For behold
With time dreams come to unfold
Dreams unheard of and untold
When others count their past woulds
You will be a piece of gold


HOLD ON TO YOUR DREAM

Freedom From Laziness

FREEDOM FROM LAZINESS

A little slumber, a little folding of hands

And poverty hits like an armed robber

Pummeling squarely on its victim

The hands and legs feel weak

The limbs want to go numb

At the thought of work, the mind resigns

The spirit is willing but the body weakens

A little sitting back and relaxing

Thinly thinking that things will go right

Hoping against hope that it'll be okay

Waking up from the reverie in hunger

Laziness indeed an enemy it is

To the society, the nation, the world

Dragging development and devolution

To the people, for the people, by the people

The savaged folks from the sabotage

And give them freedom to reign over it

To be at the helm of its seduction

To thrush its efforts to futility  

                                                                     By Francis G Kariuki

Songs - A Lifestyle

With keen interest one listens

As ears with sound are beaten

With the rhythm one flows

Like a river as it trods

Music a lifestyle lived

Without which life's a mistake

With passion on sings

Moving souls; provoking minds

Fiery and scary songs we have

Making souls taut and tensed enough

Getting deep, deep into the depths of one

Digging and delving one's innermost being

Happy and gay songs there are

Lively and youthful, the world they make

As one hearkens with a happy heart

Life's beauty besieges a bouncing heart

A part and parcel in life, songs are

Far-fetched life would be without songs

Changing people over the ages

Songs reigning ad infinitumly