Soft and gentle without a cause,
running towards a light that moves
Where to go after a pain like this and what to do
It’s hard to say the right thing at the right time
when all wewe want to do is express who wewe are.
Pain, sorrow and anger is all words create sometimes.
How do wewe know when to say a word au keep your mouth shut?
Kind words are less spoken in these times and
zaidi and zaidi people are hurt kwa it than actions
It dries a moyo that was ones filled with upendo for others
and now where does it lead -
To dust and dust alone;
Caring has been put aside and
anger and deceit has risen instead
why does this occur in such a violent way
It opens doors that should have been kept shut
and closes doors that should be open;
One brick at a time they say
In the end the ukuta around wewe will be finished
and you’ll be salama from the world outside
Now the choice is, who to let in and who to keep out
So many people so little trust;
Open eyes closed mouth.
All wewe see is a fading life,
from colour to grey and grey to black
Slowly but surely life will seize to exist and
nyumbani is where I’m headed and
no one can stop it;
What is words if there is no meaning.
Words from the moyo is better said
than words without a heart;
running towards a light that moves
Where to go after a pain like this and what to do
It’s hard to say the right thing at the right time
when all wewe want to do is express who wewe are.
Pain, sorrow and anger is all words create sometimes.
How do wewe know when to say a word au keep your mouth shut?
Kind words are less spoken in these times and
zaidi and zaidi people are hurt kwa it than actions
It dries a moyo that was ones filled with upendo for others
and now where does it lead -
To dust and dust alone;
Caring has been put aside and
anger and deceit has risen instead
why does this occur in such a violent way
It opens doors that should have been kept shut
and closes doors that should be open;
One brick at a time they say
In the end the ukuta around wewe will be finished
and you’ll be salama from the world outside
Now the choice is, who to let in and who to keep out
So many people so little trust;
Open eyes closed mouth.
All wewe see is a fading life,
from colour to grey and grey to black
Slowly but surely life will seize to exist and
nyumbani is where I’m headed and
no one can stop it;
What is words if there is no meaning.
Words from the moyo is better said
than words without a heart;
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all wewe want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
wewe act like wewe don't really
care where my moyo truly is.
Let me tell wewe where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my moyo
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see wewe looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
wewe look at me and wewe
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to wewe the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
wewe seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
make them seem so-real to
you, but all wewe want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
wewe act like wewe don't really
care where my moyo truly is.
Let me tell wewe where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my moyo
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see wewe looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
wewe look at me and wewe
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to wewe the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
wewe seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.