An Old Poem.
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If we must ever have to write each other, it must be poems.
You must write in short sentences, using catchy phrases.
It must be in at most three verses that stand alone, but that find much deeper meaning in each other.
Nothing more than a page. Maybe slightly more.
If you should ever write me a poem, it should take my whole being into it. My mind, my heart, my body and my strength.
It must not have my name, but whoever reads it must know it is me.
It must be short and sweet, it doesn't matter how much rage is there. Sweet rage even.
It must be so discrete, not open to everyone, that someone can steal and send to their loved one. Or the one they hate.
If I should ever receive your poem, it must be about passion. Or hate. Or Anger and pain.
It must be open, straight, upright and full of integrity.
It must hold to the truth and ingenuity of the human nature even in its frailty.
I must see the real you, and even though I might not like it, it must contain nothing less than all of you. Because that's all I will give.
All.
If we must ever write each other, it must be poems.
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Mike drops Cate home after surprise birthday bash fails. Their lips decide to touch. While their lips are touching, the Pastor decides it is the perfect time to arrive home.
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The Real ***kboys of Nairobi, #TRFNrb
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Disclaimer: This story may trigger emotions for some harm is outrightly intended. Similarity of names and situation purely coincidental.
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Plug: This Episode has come out faster than I thought, because @Niloticbantu_ and @mumssoulfood sent good munchies.
Thank them oya!
Pastor is looking through the windscreen towards them. The kisser and the kissee are looking straight at him. Cate is praying and calling on angels for help. Pastor switches off his car. He steps out. Pauses a bit. Alafu he walks towards Mikeβs car.
The following are at the meeting. 1. Intercessory Lady 2. Mama Tuyu 3. Baba Tuyu 4. Tuyu 5. 188 6. Mr & Mrsc135 7. 230 8. Min Moraa & Baba Moraa 9. Treasurer 10. Mrs 178 11. Gava Guy's Wife. 12. Me 13. Mr & Mrs 108.
It is Sunday. Second service has just ended. The preaching pastor and his wife are greeting the peoples. A decently looking man and woman stay at the back of the line
Deliberately.
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#IKnowAGuy Season IV
The Real ***kboys of Nairobi,
Episode 3A: The Preacher's Wife #TRFNrb
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When they almost get to the pastor, several people other people join the cue. Some are even jumping the cue. They are very patient.
They let everyone go through.
Finally it's their turn. The pastor is tired, but has handshake obligations. His tired face smiles.
Small pleasantries.
Woman: We wanted to ask you to say a prayer quick for us.
Pastor: OK. Anything in particular?
#IKnowAGuy: The Real ***kboys of Nairobi.
Ssn IV Ep II.
Nzisa, Sue, Terry & Joy kwa ki-SUV, doing an all girls trip to in a SUV. They are all very gojias. Somewhere on the Nairobi - Mombasa Highway, the car slows down to a halt. Way past Manyani, and much closer to Voi.
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They know a bit about cars, so they turn away every form of help that comes along. Truck drivers, buses, even cops and rangers.
Wanabishana na gari.
They call Odhis here and Omosh there but all suggestions donβt help. Nzisa finally calls her dad, and her dad tells her to try and get the car towed to Voi.
Kidogo, a nicely done silver / grey LC79 double cab pulls up. They remember seeing it in Sultan Hamud. Theyβd admired it.