Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu

I died last night... I watched my soul walk out and leave my heart stopped... beating my body stopped breathing... because I stopped loving... me... I died last night my body gave up the fight... but I didn't curse the sky when it stared back I actually smiled and laughed out loud I died alone amidst joys and celebration with nothing but so much self hate inside me... So bury my heart in the warmth of your palms When they meet... as you whisper a prayer Bury me inside your words... floating to the sky before my words spark the flames of hell for the pain that I feel Like bullet holes or acids burns from a once time lover The pain of hating myself like I do! the pain of fighting with myself wondering how to stand again… how to be free of anger and how to live again Damn I owe myself an apology I am not as strong as I look... don't be fooled by the smile I am barely as wise than you think... even when I read My mistakes have proved that Nauje kufahamu kw

Huyu mwanaume nikama alinishikia uchawi flani Moyo wangu umekuwa mwepesi... una kidonda nashindwa kuponya Vitisho vya usiku sijui dawa hii ya kunishika aliimwaga wapi Mapenzi nakwara, kila mtu naona kavaa sura yake Roho yangu yalowa kule makaburini Yeye huku alala kama mfalme naskia avuruga tu ma Jameson Hata nikilala na Bibilia kitandani Milihoi wake washuka chini Moyo waeza kuwa mjinga vipi Hii ni uchawi nalia jamani Pepo zake zanifukuza duniani Translation This man, its like he has done some witchcraft on me My heart is troubled... a wound i can never heal I sleep in fear, I wonder where he hid his voodoo stuff I cannot love anymore... I see him in everyone My soul lays wet in the cemetery Yet he sleeps like a king sipping some Jameson Even when I sleep with the Bible on the bed His ghosts surround me Can the heart be this stupid I am sure this is witchcraft Its like his demon's want me out of this world © Namatsi Lukoye

In the world of poetry... dreams light the way Yet these dreams come slow and no one understands how, Anyone can hold on to a dream so tight in wilderness of lack All I want is to be heard, to get rich at it I wonder how since the world hates knowing the truth In the world of poetry... having nothing but passion is normal Going crazy writing, reciting and wanting to talk about words is fulfilling When you are hungry, the joy of your art fills you up When you cry... the world smiles When you smile... the world reads the next So I am an addict of this world... the less I get, the more I learn I have given so much to the extent I don't know what to give anymore This junkie has no cash to buy this drug... I will be on the streets! In the world of poetry... friends are few, acquaintances overflow This world is full of critics, judges, haters and fans you never see It is full of competition for no price at all The world of poetry is lonely, people see pictures and think

When weird words come to you and you can only pray that it doesn't happen soon!!! If I die today, shed no tear in grief But find strength in the words of my poems There, There I will be waiting for you If I die today, shed no tear in grief But smile that the world gave me a chance to share memories with you And I will miss your hugs, but find me in the warmth of your heart There, There I will be waiting for you If I die today, Let me go to the forces that call on me Wherever my body may go to rest, my spirit remains with you Remember never to forget that I loved you with the power of the sun And even death as scary as she sounds cannot stop this love If I die today, I will be your rainbow Flashing in the sky once in a while And for those days that you will miss me terrible Find me in the words of my poems There, There my love, I will always live In the warmth of your heart I promise you I will be © Namatsi Lukoye

Each time we point fingers at our politicians... three point at us There is no place in this earth that this game is played differently politicians were created to lie like we were created to die Kweli kinacho tupeleka mitaani kutupa mawe nini kama si ujinga Na huyo ni jirani yangu mtu mzima wa heshima zake... Ana bibi ninayemheshimu na mtoto mdogo mrembo Simwelewi mwanaume huyu! Jinsi siasi zinamuuma simwelewi kamwe Hana uhusiano na hawa simba lakini anzi atamangazi mwingine Kama Mandela nashangangaa mbona katumia kifua badala ya ubongo kama amani ni maua basi tujiulize haya maswali We put them in power... what the hell are we crying about? If you cast your vote shut up and learn... do it differently next time If you did not... shut up and follow... do it differently next time If we are the problem, who do we expect to be the answer? Sasa huyu kaka kawa mmoja wa wale who have made us embarrassed of our tribe, our culture our pride Erase all that made us proud and

I was asked by a friend… what do you think about the saba saba And what do you think about the deaths speculated by the prophet I wanted to shout loud that I really didn’t care to watch a show of politicians and idlers People from opposite sides of the economic world brought together by politricks I didn’t say a thing though… because I wanted to say it right… so here is my answer I think that the only reason people care is because the media has shown them its importance The same media that is supposed to be the watchdog of the society Is the same media causing tensions and preparing you for a war that hasn’t yet happened The same media that is not trying to stop any war… or bloodshed Looking keenly for hate speech… and total disaster Can’t you see? If it doesn’t bleed there is no news And if it scares and shakes well… bravo! They got the scoop If not, you should be prepared to pay them well to be on TV This same media takes sides… and secretly asks you whose side you ar

Love makes the world spin... but lust is the crazy part of this pen that makes it tick And this crazy energy between the two of us frightens me Chemistry so strong we got all equations balancing Crazy physics how I am drawn to you... is there sideways gravity? And I would fall into you even if it is for minutes The kind of things you are planting in mind! am embarrassed to say But I will try... I dream of your skin against mine... Drip at the thought of your warmth, your breath That face that is blurred to the world... How you hold me flimsy... like I would break if I drop And I know you don't want to stop... You got that touch confusing... exploring so I let you mine some gold in the wells on my secrets... (tell me who is the gold-digger now) Not scared but ever bold and hard just like Rihanna Dance with me like we did at Harvana As the music fells on our ears like manna Fading into the sound of our beating hearts Sound of us breathing... harmonies of our