Mr. Valentine

I gave you everything and it still wasn`t enough, It was never, enough. You made me feel like I was nothing made me believe that i was difficult to Love, And like a foool I kept trying, I kept trying till it became too much, I got in so deep that I lost who I was, I knew it was toxic I knew it wasn`t right, But no matter how bad things got, I couldn`t help but try I told myself that it would be different this time, I just couldn`t give up, constantly battling over whether this is Love or Lust, coz if it is love, then why is it so messed up? I would treat myself like nothing, Yet to you? I gave so much. and the you go and break my heart, tell me that you`re sorry and that this is a fresh start, and like a fool i`d wait, wait for the day you will make another mistake, A part of me wants to speak up, but I hesitate It`s like you are controlling me you`ve infected my brain, How do I escape when you`ve become part of my DNA? Even when you are gone, Am still the one left with all t

Ki ck off was so glorious, And all moments were so victorious, At that time I guess we were just too curious We were pursuing Love more as juniors. Half-time came very fast, And left us with throat of thirst, I always prayed that you keep the trust, As I always kept you first. It was then 98th minute, when you stepped on my feet, And also made me feel minute, I had no say coz you press played my mute. You made sure I fall, Coz you knew I couldn`t play you of all, But the referee didn`t notice that at all, That`s why I was never given a foul. That`s why I now give you a RED CARD MY BOO by:  Saint Matte The Poete!

I used to imagine that one day our country will be better, the economy will be well, that one day we shall have a country where everybody will have enough for himself, there will be no poor people in the the society. Well, I was wrong, very much far from the truth. I met this powerful Entrepreneur and Mentor, 12 years in Business, Titus Mireri my online Business Mentor made me see the light in this. As we all know am also a very generous person who can`t sit with eye opening ideas, That`s why I write to educate you on what My mentor taught me. Ready? Here we go... " If you know me before yesterday you’ll know that I don’t talk or argue politics in public. I did before (15 years ago) but when I discovered it was a mere waste of time to argue politics, I started facing my business (and my business ALONE). But that doesn’t mean that I don’t know what is going on in the political world. I follow their campaigns (sometimes) and listen to their deceptions, then cry

This article is for that boy seated at home waiting to get millions in order to start a `big business`, My history teacher always told me that Rome was not build on one day. In mathematics, you are being taught how to find the area of a square before you are told Loci. I remember one day reading the bible where the apostle of  God, Paul says that you feed on milk before we start eating solid food. What am I driving at? In business world, you don`t wake up one day and start owning a real estate or a fleet of shuttles. we all start fro scratch to somewhere. There is no specific amount of capital that is set to enable you start a business. You may not have millions of shillings in the bank to start a business, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have any options. Let me surprise you. There are so many ideas you can explore with next to nothing and make serious returns out of them. All that is required of you is to provide the skills, work ethic and a bit of marketing. In short, that

MIRROR LIED   She has been staring in the mirror for an hour,  All alone estimating her potential power, Thinking of all her capabilities and not liabilities,  She checked on the cross, side checked on the two thieves at the cross, and the turned to confirm how round she was downstairs, "Rangi ya thao" is what am told she is, I don't know whether really it is or a diss,  Her curvy figure must have been the reason the founder of acute angles owes me an apology for underrating this girl`s cuteness.  She walked passed me chewing her lips and  knew all was not well, How?  how did I end up in this street with this guy to dwell? How did beautiful Betty let this beauty fade away on a guy who has no hope of clear way?  That was the rhetorical questions in her cerebrum y then, and she came up with a resolution to do before pm ten. That night she left not telling me where why and how, deep in was hurt but I didn't have powers to bargain, I should have deli

HOW DID THAT FOOL OVERTAKE ME? How did that fool overtake me? That’s the question that lingers in the minds of most people when they turn 55. They know very well that they studied hard, worked hard and lived a generally organized life. What they really can’t figure out is how that rugged looking, unschooled tout in the street managed to build an economy 100 times better than theirs. How did that D- (Minus) material manage to own acres and acres of real estate? Or how did that mtumba seller manage to build a bungalow while I am still struggling to pay for a mortgaged two bedroom apartment? Well, that’s the sad reality of life. Sometimes those from whom not much is expected are the ones who pull a couple of surprise moves in life. This blog brings this into perspective. It’s a life-journey comparison of two people. One is a matatu tout the other one is a banker. One is in a blue-collar worker in a field that is otherwise reserved for those who seem unambitious in life.

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