As you drive home, COVER THE NAKEDNESS OF YOUR MOTHER. Poem By Valentine Rono, a form four student at Toniok Girls School. Mama! Mama! Mama! Namsifu Mama! When my mother was big with me, and she was all alone apart from me, I started knocking for the door to be opened, She heard the pitch and she had to respond, She crawled painfully, For I was knocking really hard, But before my mother could even promise, I was pushing to see the Human World. I imagine nikiwa mtoi, that day nikiwa skeleton, Tulikuwa tunaishi Ghetto, Ukanilea mama, Hata nikaweza kuerefuka akilini, Dedication, nikawekewa mikono na nabii, Ooh! mimi nayee, Mungu nami. Salute to kwa mother great things she has done, More than gold, Your love untold, Mimi nashukuru to mother, Wee ndio my treasure, Nikifeel kuna thunder ama danger, Ye uwa my protector. From that day I was young, ye ndo my teacher, Her love for me is stored forever, Many get to wonder why I promised to buy my mother a range rover, Ah! My dear, COVER THE NAKEDNESS OF YOUR MOTHER, Wee imagine outside there ukifanya mistake, mtoto wa mama nani, How painful it is, cover the shameM Make your mother proud of you, Ata kama anatumia bakora, Wacha kumsorora, Wacha aseme my daughter anachora. Mum, love yako ina prevail Like water in the river, it drain, Uko to high kama baraza, You give me more than DSTV, Unaniokoa kaa jahazi. Ooh! Mum I love you kama blueband na mkate, Kunguni na Kitanda, Thats why I follow you like twitter, More than facebook, venye nalike, Niko locked kama dread weave, Love like no other, Like alpha and Omega. You are so common like Safaricom, Hata facebook haiwezi kukuwacha homeless, Kwani homeplace ni heaven, You are the need for Taifa, And the standard for our nation, Mother, basi ungekuwa unachora, ungenipaka rangi Nifanye collabo na peter Marangi, Hope so ningepata job company ya Duracoat, Na ningesemaa...If you like it...Crown it For now namshughulikia mother, Ukiona jikoni yake, uta confuse na tuskies, Ma Shamba boys Mashamba girls, Yet hatuna shamba. But far end, thanks be to God for giving me such a wonderful mother Hata ukanizaa through birth and registration but for God’s love, I was born again through death and resurrection, Oh! Cover the nakedness of your Mother, Namsifu mama!!.
Posted on: Mon, 25 Aug 2014 14:29:39 +0000
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