Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu

Coming Together to Dare you to save a life!!! THE NEWSPAPER INITIATIVE by VISION SISTERS in corporation with: *Hisia Zangu Poetry *Flowetree *Nairobi's Finest *Slam Africa *Fern Poetry *QalizaSanaa *Circles with Immah *Wamathai.com *Poetry with Adelle *Verbal Peneration Here's what some of us have been asking; "Is Turkana part of a country where the leaders refuse to pay taxes?" Joshua, 22 "How can I help?" Bella, 11 "I hate seeing children dying because of hunger, let us collect newspapers raise funds and help." Margaret, 26 Indeed let us come together to help our brothers and sisters. Highlighting a project started by two friends who are collecting old newspapers to help their country. I urge you to join our cause and help to collect old newspapers which will be sold and the proceeds go towards The Kenya Red Cross for the Kenyans for Kenya Initiative. We invite you to donate old newspapers from your organization or individu

Oh na na what’s my name? Oh na na what’s my name Oh na na let me scream your name And baby, do the same but have no shame Let me flow placidly down on you as we play this game Hold me tighter, I am yours so, let us yearn for fame Let us get lost in the flame we blaze Oh na na what’s my name Oh na na what’s my name Oh na na let me scream your name And baby do the same… ignore all vexations let them call us lame We are not striving for heroism, let’s hide behind the crane So let yours, fingers draw the outline of my shape Lose me in yours, strength as you skillfully craft me Swing me around in all ways and let’s land on ours, words Tired of slow, lets ride faster Now you know am your junkie because I am addicted So hold me in that thrall… let me flourish… live and die there Tired of this… pirate, let’s maneuver into new waters Am tired of circles with their sham, but wholesomely introduce me to new Take me there, on the pyramid where I can connect with the stars You

I finally get it As soon as I opened the door The screams I heard Everyone running to me, glad to see me! Namatsi is home!I got it! Pap! I finally understood this beautiful feeling That once I may have taken for granted This feeling my heart warmed up to, how blind could I have been I felt important for once in this world of rush I could not believe it, it is like I had some powers They ran to me with hugs and kisses Picked up my bags and calmed my bruises Now I understood why they say east to west home is best I never told them of the world I never mentioned that the world had crushed me I never told them of the mistreatment They never cared about how much I made I never told them that, really... Out there I was a speck of dust That was stepped on by every shoe from God knows where I never told them that I was a misfit to the world, a nobody But somehow in here... I was noticed This must be love in its purest element Now I am glad that to have this small world

There is a woman down this hill Evil and beastly Atapaa popote kukuweka majani Uchawi ameulewa ni wake usanii There is a woman down this hill Everyone fears Mapenzi alikwara yuko peke yake Usifikiri rafiki… wivu ndio wake There is a woman down this hill Hana panga, macho ndio silaha Watoto awatupa kaburini, wazazi hofu awajaza There is a woman down this hill Hamwogopi Allah! Bibilia haimtishi, aibeba mwenyewe! There is a woman down this hill Karibu na makaburini Atakutoa nduki, urafiki hatamani © Namatsi Lukoye