MY PREDICTION:Other than for the fact that there is no Vice President seeking to go for the President's post, the 2008 US Election very much is a case of history repeating itself. The 1988 US Elections easily come to mind.The Reagan government had just governed for 8 years, hyping the threat of Cold War intrigues due to Reaga... More..
We believed in our maturity especially after watching our neighbors go for each other's jugular. It was all based on no solid base; unlike say Julius Nyerere who bequeathed Tanzania a national philosophy. Unbeknown to many, Tanzanian ndugus are probably the most nationalistic-thinking Africans- they would not fit to the Europ... More..
HEARTLESS.Today, I loathed my heartIt causes me to do evil deedsmakes me hate, love and lustI needed it away, fast.So, my heart schemed against meI was going to wait for the late of night.Today, I plucked out my heartI waited for the stillness of night,moved in stealthilyIt was no time for feelingsfor my heart was asleepso I ... More..
BETWEEN KENYA AND A BRUTAL FUTURE The unfortunate events of January this year marked a bad precedent for this nation and an opening of what might be a dark chapter for the history of Kenya. Sense had taken a back seat and there were calls for mass action and people to arm and fight them'- with them' varying according to your ... More..
It is almost inconceivable that this would be a debate. I mean, who would contest the refined mannerisms of the typical Englishman, let alone compare them to the boisterous American?It is like comparing Bridget Jones' Diary with Sex and the City or trying to remember the awkwardness in Friends in the episode that they went to... More..
DEEP INSIDEDeep insideA journey is traversed Emotions, oft not versedPrissy, seeking to seem unafraidThere, where there lies the terror of living. Deep.Deep inside meHonesty at a crossroads with the Happy-go-luckyGood versus the gung-ho; gnashing and kissingWhere the warmth of being loved is essentialtis where you keep the th... More..
EPITAPH.Here, lies a man,Serene, free from all our encumberancesQuiet, unable to say a wordAshamed, not willing to utter a word,though we might wish he could.Death robbed us of a herowe, rid ourselves of his vision.Though he gave us his swordwe chose to fight no more.He died,deafened, by our political platitudesconfused, by o... More..
GODS OF MY PEOPLEthey teach me to appreciate my simplicitiesyet you show me how to multiply bountifulsthey teach me to safeguard weyet you say me is an end- unto myselfthey indoctrinate, where you contaminatethey see evil, where you see gloryask for need, where you pursue conquestThey see brotherhoodin all human breathyet you... More..
Peter Ndoria.
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