Mzee Kombo (Culture)
by lucy wagereka, Kenya
Mzee Kombo Old Mzee Kombo sitting in the sun Remembering, narrating stories of his youth To his children's children ninety nine of them Eleven wives he married Each after every harvest...

My Shepherd Boy (Child & Youth Rights)
by Ositadimma Amakeze
Prior to morn’s awakening by the dusk Ubayo is up with his stick by the ranch; My shepherd boy, waiting on me while I sleep Zealously waiting, singing his shepherd’s song. Come Papa, the herd...

Judge Not (Human Rights)
by Gordon Nicol
Judge a man, not by the colour of his face Judge a man, not by the name of his race Judge a man, not by the nature of his creed But judge a man, by the measure of his deeds For there are many...

Poems
by aGn
1. You are the scoundrel The unholy monument The sacrilegious saint The borderline psychopath The gourmet chef of boiled hearts The Devil in my doll’s shoes The God among the fireflies...

My First Time (Sports)
by lucy wagereka, Kenya
My First Time It took me by surprise I had not prepared for it at all I gawked and stared consuming all It was so heavenly, so original, so dazzling The sight was simply breathtaking What...

Bright Eyes (Sports)
by Nonnoz
Those eyes…so bright, but yet so sad What can I do to make them glad Who did them wrong Why are they not strong Those eyes…a song of loneliness A sign of emptiness What are they...

Valentine Day (Sports)
by Mwashighadi
VALENTINE VALENTINE THEY SAY OH SPECIAL WHAT A DAY SPECIAL? OH HEY? COWS EAT HAY...

My Strength, My Anchor (Sports)
by Brigitta
So overwhelming the emotion overflows into the mind from deep inside Tell it to the paper where unloaded emotions-turned-thoughts can reside Words, even the most beautiful and convincing often...

Am I Still Beautiful? (Health)
by nina
I am a Beauty eventhough my eyes are not blue I am a Beauty eventhough my nose is not pointed I am a Beauty eventhough my lips are wide and thick I am a Beauty eventhough my hair is not blonde...

Mother Nature Cries for a Nation Plundered to Death (Poverty)
by Simeon, Nigeria
A nation at the brink: crumbles at the Hands of death. In reminiscence: the Past deeds of our heros might have been lumped (bagged) for the dump, the cod of prosperity thrown for a lot,...