Wait was the last sentiment

With so much weight for this bait

Although adjustment is advancement,

Such patience was not going to make things straight

Ambition was the only ammunition she had

To fight all that was all along had

Adversity sounded as a forever and ever ambush

But hardwork was a forever endeavor to clear the bush of poverty

She only could inherit education

But those who could give a hand took no action

Coming to this leader’s office from time to time found no help to avail

All of it was utter derail

At times patience sounded as if

Climbing a tree to have fish

And going to the deep for beef

All of which bring nothing to the dish

Finally she had a glimpse of that leader

What a relief at last seeing a ladder?

She spilled it out

Spilled that life was hard

But wait was the last word she was told

And he left

She now could escort other kids to school by her eyes

But her feet was to remain at home

Although it already was in the month of March

By James Musau

My wife was older than me

My wife was bolder than me

Her utterance was always a wisecrack

But my ribs wouldn’t crack

Her iron back would always Cobalt my efforts

And together we’d enjoy the little bronze we had

My wife used to tell me that living in a palacial home is nothing

If am unwilling to leave my peasant mind

So our neighbors will always envy our muddy house

And on top of owning their storey buildings

They owned a story about us

My wife used to tell me that physical ability

Is not determined by muscle size

But by mental perspective

She’d insist that going to the gym is nothing

If my mind had no bisceps to bind goals and opportunities together

And trisceps to make trials in life

My wife told me that the greatest aim in life is to limit the sky

And never to let it be a limit

She’d add that with ragged boots am to aim at the goal

And my bowl shall never fail

My wife told me that health is not determined by what cooks in the pot

But by what cooks in the mind

She added that the size of the head is not a determinant of the size of the mind

But you’ll have to mind your head before you hit the wall

My wife told me that it’s more proud to make life out of it

Than to make it in life

She’d add that am to use the little I have and I’ll get the more I don’t have

For the law of life is multiplication under the hands of care and hope and not addition

My wife told me that if I put stress in words , I’d pronounce them well

But if I put it in mind I’ll denounce myself

She’d add that only an empty man would argue with a fool

One she told me that if I need to trek at twilight ,am to run at dawn

But the cause of running at twilight is that I walked at dawn

So I’d mould my own life

My once told me that she’d leave me and go far beyond the earth

But I won’t believe for her maternal home was a mixture of bitter herbs

But how could she leave without me gracing her finger with a diamond ring?

But I guess she left knowing that my heart will always ring for her

May peace rest in her where she be

Even if this picture is the only memory of her existence

Thank you

#poetictuesdays

By James Musau