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Antagonized

So full and zealous with life ,but tired of it.
Constance is that thought of a sprawling bullet entering mines skull.
Like a cue stick striking the white ball all in the aim for the 8.
Hate it when am always right , for it drives a wedge splitting me into two.
On a corner at an edge am sited contemplating harder.
My situation is nothing but abit sadder , but whose isn’t?
Self empathy nor sympathy won’t work this time.
For the lord Almighty whose called you and I has fully shaped our said destiny.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Oct 2016

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Insight 126

A fool I am for I thought by raising high my walls would secure my stance & position, needless to say the attack came from the inside.

Sir. George Githunguri

© July 2019

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THEY SAY (V)

In conclusion though it never ends
Needless to say, but forget to place a full stop for what’s said after indeed needed not be said
This comes from a a place of love, why does it have to be accompanied by a hateful or rather bitter words
Let me not lie to you, hold on ” so I’ve been receiving half truths all along?”
Since you you started it you’ve forced my hand, just relax and let it end there
I just want to quickly point out that…, well well well someone is social distancing themselves just Incase it backfires
No offense but… A spew of offenses ensue
I don’t know if I we’re you I’d.. well we differ and so does our approach
Let me be upfront with you, clarity is a great way to make things easier I must say
Wether on or off the record did somethings have to be said?
I had a dream that you and I… Am sure most of it is purely thought out not dreamt
Don’t take this the wrong way but.. which other way should one take it?
Let’s not beat around the bush, it’s already beat and the outcome is but a few words away
Slow your roll you have your whole life ahead of you, substituted to you have a few good yeaes
Listen I don’t know how say this but… here goes nothing
Personally I don’t know how you do what you.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jun 2020

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Quote 133

Art by Waganetka ( Facebook)
 It reaches a point whereby it's pointless to 
raise a point, for the world though a point noted
and on point will still judge and point out regardless.

Sir. George Githunguri

© July 2019

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Insight 127

   If you’ve never been a third wheel then you’ve never seen a couple truly smitten, and if someone has never been a third wheel when you were coupled up then your love story leaves alot to be desired.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Dec 2019

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HOLY WORD

A source of hope
To the thirsty it’s a quenching fountain
A guide to those in seek of direction
The road map to salvation
Cause of breakdown in tears, as it is the breakthrough of faith to fight your fears
Communication with a higher being, despite the knowledge that He knows it all
A river cruised towards deliverance
A physical, emotional,mental and spiritual chain breaker
Voice of hope to those in need
Grand faith healing for all who seem to have reached an end
An agreement between you and your maker
Detailed are the instructions to life
A talk between The Almighty and His people
The spiritual nourishment to safe guard your soul
Light to shine bright you dark path
Security to keep you safe in times of trouble or rather lack thereof
Roof to shelter, walls to protect and foundation to hold us steady.
A tool to mend our thoughts
Scripture to restore what’s broken
Debatable to the no believers, but let that not fuel your anger.
For it contains clarity to inform us of what’s expected of you and I.
Facts on how to approach every other situation
A love guide to help you make an informed decision
Warnings worth heeding or else there will be wrath to follow
Inspiration worth it’s weight in this materialistic world
A mode of holistic transport, for we are moved by it’s content
Prayer to draw us closer to our maker

Sir. George Githunguri

© Aug 2020

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INSIGHT 128

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At times we feel big until we meet a bigger person, our size is reduced to shreds not until you hear their way of reasoning and the miniature feeling eludes you

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jan 2020

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WORRY NOT

Narratives are set towards change
It’s relative that we don’t succumb to rage
It being a dawn of a new age
Daily turning a new page with a great sweet sage delight

To beat death is to be alive
Embrace the music, feel the notes and cast your desires to the shadows
Close your eyes and let your senses wonder
Make that call which will free you from that volcanic anger

Be nice to everyone and never step on anyone’s toes
Not all struggles are met with a successful end
Limit your expectations for if the outcome surpasses them, that’s a reason to enjoy.
Let patience be your portion, and over spend not on what’s not at hand..
Might be an outcast, just cast out your positivity unto the world.

Sir. George Githunguri

© May 2020

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LOVE TO HATE

Your beak shaped eyes, always watching in scrutiny.

Antagonising, make- up’s a saddened choice to make.

Such a conversationalists with your cool bantered humour.

One of a kind , sad old intimidating creature.

Carefully enunciating threats with a calm devilish tone.

Always out to please , moving your lips in a teasing twitch.

The unwiped clinking smirk on your face.

A potray of disintrest and actual disgust.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jan 2013

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Quote 132

Oftentimes we see ourselves in others,
but at times fail to see others in us.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Aug 2020

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Quote 177

In a world full of statistics, strive
to be an individual.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Aug 2020

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Lights out

I once had a realistic painful dream

Was not asleep but had my eyes shut.

My face filled with grin as a smile fought to make its way through.

Stickier than glue, a wonder beyond reach and so true.

Cold as freezing ice , joyous is the heat from the sun which will melt away my worries.

An erruption from this volcano of lust, talk of why we dont share similar trust.

Tired of all this, cured by the only bliss.

Rude barbaric madness : Some might opt to call it satanic.

Blame is the game of the irrespossible characters.
So wild never to be tamed

Knocked out I was my eyes not fully closed, couldn’t make out the figures surrounding me

Sir. George Githunguri

© Dec 2012

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BURDENED

Am worn out, thirsty & sweaty
Hunger beckons with the rumbling of mines stomach, but deaf is the ear that’s ment to pay attention.
I have toiled all day and soiled myself beyond all I imagined possible.
It’s a beginning though anticipating the end nothing got me thinking than this moment.
It’s more of a need than a want, I’ve learnt to distinguish the two.
Joints ache, words shake and my flesh breaks as the shirt on mines back drenches with oozing blood glued to my person like a stuck poster on the wall.
Odor so thick and concentrated has my sense of smell on a suicide run.
Armpits stack with sweat, limbs weak despite my straight face.
Lazy sleepy gaze and my thoughts in a hazy maze
Slightly more to come as I brace myself
It’s not over till it is

Sir. George Githunguri

© Feb 2016

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MUFFLED TRUTHS

Hushed out truths
Can’t seem to find the correct words
Choked by my own tongue
A stream of unsettling tears
Thoughts darkened and in thicket’s like an unexplored jungle

Speak out, she never shuts up they retort
What’s ailing you, always complaining they say
Grow up and face your fears, a closet of creepy skeletoned demons
Hold your head up high and stop being weak

This is a safe space
Am a shoulder to lean on though thorned
Leaving her laid wake, insomniac with red eyes
Shuttered soul and lost hope
When last did you afford a smile?

Sir. George Githunguri

© Aug 2020

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Here we go…

Feeling fresh after a long day intensed.
A lily scented room, a rose petaled floor .
Slowly i open the door, “Where you off to?”
a sweet echoed voice asks
Turning my head in surprise, as movement beneath the white satin cloth halts…….
“It is cold out there?”
She phrases her words in a questionable manner.
Mummed and muffled my eyes shut as if in disbelief , as she kicks the cloth to reveal herself ..
S.o.S i scream, “yes Skin on Skin” she whispers while winking at me.
Am robbed of words, as I close my eyes waiting for her lips to dawn on mine.
When we about to entertwin, I hear my name called out loud.
“You may come in now”…! “The doctor’s ready for you”

Sir. George Githunguri

© Nov 2012

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THEY SAY (ix)

A bee is a housefly who decided to take his life seriously
A skunk is just a cute exhauster with digestive issues
Zebras are but donkey’s born with a silver spoon
Sloths are but high junkies on the zone
Koalas are cute teddy bares from a fair tale, who a kid wished alive
Safari ants are but angry enforcers of the crawling creature mafia
Buffalo’s are but cows who lost their Mabble’s and we’re unable to domesticate their anger.
Kangaroos are but tall jumping bunnies who trained to box and opted to carry a satchel.
A dinosaur was but a snake who swallowed a hippopotamus that got stuck halfway his belly
Crickets are just backbenchers who were constant noisy makers and never knew when to quit and now politic it all night.
Turkeys are but chickens who missed out on anger management
A hyena is a wild dog that dropped out of school.
Lama’s and khat users, spitting similarities


Sir. George Githunguri


© Aug 2020

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Quote 174

 The day you'll break free from the
thought that you deserve better than
others, that's when your vision will
clear and divert your focus to what
you have and not what other have
attained.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Apr 2020

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MENTAL CONFINE

A life stow away
Cast into oblivion
Consumed by anger, amused in wonder
Running a race never to be finished.

Bold but tongue loose
A depressed idealist.
Thoughts crisscrossing ones mind.
Let it go and move along.

Heartfelt condolences
Late is the history, battling to let it rest
Heavy is the act,
Nested are the feelings, every sad song mastered lyrics.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Sep 2017

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Grief Edged With Guilt

Forever shall I burn in purgatory.

The winds shall blow the dusty remains of my bones.

As my names in bold be etched on the coner stone.

Five spired pillars lay ontop of my motionless self.

A center piece at the national museum will it lay.

May the blood in me boil and catalise the suffering.

The thought of water melt my cells like acid.

Their grief ignite like a flayer all over my vains.

For a sinner I was hoping to lay mine eyes on the bright light.

For every word uttered dry my mouth than the sahara.

Rejoice my enemy they shall as they fuel the fire.

And to tire I shall not for repentance will soothe mines pain.

Forgiving is He who suffered to make me whole.

For by his trials I find more than just peace.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jun 2015

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Dirty ain't always unclean, at times
its progressive creativity

Sir. George Githunguri

© Oct 2019

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Deterred

Overt, flustering indecisive succulent feelings.

A feral exuding charm, intense but yet exotic.

Slight lean to your peril facial structure.

The great fluctuating mounded, bulging grinned look.

Like a briar, so stiff and blunt flair. Vicious rants , but with great trepidation you cracked up lips split.

A potryal of un subjugated innocences.

An artificial smile creeping up on you, as you turn a blind eye, for it covertly seems to be gaining ground.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Feb 2013

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Insight 111

Life’s like an engineless plane, you can attach wings to it all day but it still won’t fly.
Moral: listen don’t just ready yourself to answer and identify the issue first before investing in the wrong solutions

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jul 2020

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Do I !?

Passionate to have built my empire based on my fantasies and desires yet in reality I own not my happiness
As a fruit a Man_goEs out of his way to please , discarded ones used but never gives up for see what it blossoms into.
Freedom being a state of mind and maturity which is freedom with a choice
Innocent as it is known to be, the lack of knowledge there in resenting not humanity.
Joy craved as we are taught to find it in others, other than from within us.
Fear that shaken your loins, creeping through you like a sewered rodent.
I care so much as to let you know that alike we may not be but the same aired breathe we share.
Times constance is like chemistry with no particles, agree to disagree.
An ugly soul is not born so, but molded towards the hatred by whats around it.
Sacrifice the self will to commit oneself without any kind of gain.
Pain is just reality and lack of acceptance as to whats what and why.
Birth is not the start of life if a spirit is murdered from the beginning.
Judgement a portrayal of pride as opposed to offering a hand as a true guide.
Humility being a true leader whose skillful in the know-how to follow.
Engraved are the words physically but not by heart, a liar am looking at whose believes are his truths though I know it to be a tale.
A beast pounded by his own authority, limited to the power that bounds others.
Mellinials tagged, 21st centuried and mapped.
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#ShhhLifeInProgress

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jan 2017

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NO WORK DOWN

We don’t defer from a khat user since we are dreamers also though theirs more product enhanced.
  If world Peace was an option would you be for it?
Yet you quarrel with your neighbor , you’re the source of your co-workers, friends or communities troubles just because you want what they have and since you can’t attain their levels you choose to stir up something.
  Where there’s war there’s peace they say and vice versa is the truth
  If you had three wishes what would they be?
   Would you be satatisfied with the outcome and choice down the line or would you tell us I was stupid then and am now mature, or is it a time thing where we have to enjoy life and utilise what’s at out disposal for tomorrow is not promised out with the old in with the new scenario.
  We are all wired differently though to all we have a few things in common:
Life : we are all alive and not because of our own choosing or strength, my former deputy (Mr. Nderitu) ones said ” as long as you were the sperm that made it out of millions then you are a winner”
  A lot of sense from a simple sentence which makes you wonder what if ?
Major transformations are happening all around us and the world will never stop for you to be successful, as I write this I can feel mines skin tightening and embracing my skull, my face cringing and my brain overthinking.
   Yes we all live in our heads mostly , making up scenarios that will never happen or take place in a different manner. We pray for miracles

Sir. George Githunguri

© May 2018

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Not every NO garuntees you a YES nor 
is it a path to a success story over
the rejection

Sir. George Githunguri

© Feb 2018

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 Every time you miss someone or don't
see them just know "it's not been a
minute, it's been a lifetime" for
birth and death is taking place.

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jul 2018

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LURKING IN THE SHADOWS

What will haul me in more following?
Should I filter or does my camera do the trick?
Should I turn on the comment section or off it for this?
But the true question that doesn’t ring ” is this appropriate, for what if it was me?”
Crippled humanity sunken way down without morals
Inability to fathom that life’s a gamble and we are all a dice/deck away from death
Clearly health is wealth, but the latter doesn’t always conform to the former
Sheer outrage reduced to an obstinate action

Now a hanging man noose, but it’s from a decision they had to choose
Whether from lack, depression, aggression, failure or whatever the case
Left in search of the reasons behind it all
Nothing in writing to explain the leap to such an outcome
Might have felt like an outcast, bottling in alot that they couldn’t let go
The flickering light deep down inside them against stormy unwavering winds or the world
A stand off between their reality and immense expectations
How does one result to Tie and Die?
Why does fear overpower faith?
Happy ain’t always as such , check on your friends/family

Sir. George Githunguri

© Jul 2020

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CONTENDING AGAINST

   Love is a misery and when it strikes our way we all see nothing but pure gratification, we experience warmth not only in our loins but deeply rooted in ours soul.

Beauty is the feeling so surreal that we surrender the notion of what we term as personal beliefs are exited through the window and compromise is the hard hit reality we have to gamble with for now.
 

The levels shift gears when hate is injected and the purity shaken be it by betray, jealousy or whichever the case. The imperfections starts to be more visible since the eyesight becomes quite clear wiped away is the fog and the bigger picture is clear.

Contention is nothing short of what was and what is since the things you’ve been told by friends, family or heard about your partner starts making more sense, not a day goes by that one doesn’t despise the feeling that theirs guard was lowered and stupidity heightened to a place where clarity was a word on the dictionary.

Sir. George Githunguri

© 20th April 2009