Post modern Juggles!

So stretched has become life's scope

And so narrowed any honest concern

Stressed have become the natural muscles

So loud is the solemn atypical intonation

Widening is the ocean of information

A sheet thin is now our concentration 

Exposure to so vast communication

Sucking life off her genuine affection

Myriads of stuff demanding consideration

Bereft of payment for details' attention

All seeking for the instant satisfaction 

No room for examination or reflection 

Hit and run is our age's obsession

Discernment no longer our intention

Burring deep our treasured foundation

Mere affirmation has become our seduction

Delving into every bandwagon of conversation

Never wary of their initiation or conclusion

N G Kibiringi 2014

I'm A Lover Of Depth!

I love to look beyond the face's gaze

And capture the emotions’ whiz

I love to peruse beneath the expression

And interact with the soul’s motivation

I love to test the water's depth

And resonate with its current’s depths

I love to read within and between the lines

And probe the writer’s intention

I love to seat and listen to the beat silence

And celebrate the fragrance of solitude

I love to engage things a bit further

To caption the reality of honest living

I love to wrestle the details beneath

And unpack the glare of truth

I love to peep behind the scenes

And connect the pieces of the untold

I love to visit the well of people’s words

To commune with their inner being

I love to assay the root of one’s deeds

To caption the attitude of their ways

I love to hold relationships firmly and longer

To experience the joy of love’s intimacy 

I love to engage things a bit further

To caption the reality of honest living

Who Poisoned Humanity?

Premise: Mourning the Peshwar School Bombing victims and families is not easy at all. The sorrow is deep and it just shows how depraved humanity is.

Who Poisoned Humanity?

Why so much brutality

Like the objects of hell

Men swimming in evil’s well

Souls deprived of morality

Worse than even a timed bomb

What has become of humanity?

Who will change our course?

Why so much brutality

From economic malfeasance

To social animosity

From physical exploitation

To spiritual contumacy

What has become of humanity?

Will justice ambit the culprits?

Why so much brutality

The storms of terror

Rising from all ends of the world

Innocent lives harrowed

Wounds and scars cry out loud

What has become of humanity?

Someone must wipe these tears

The Devout!

How faithful will be our sole contribution

When our time on earth comes to extinction

With every please of possessions

With every glimpse to education

With every embrace of religions

With every praise to civilisation

With every leisure of professions

With every treasure to position

With every ligature of relations

With every applause to seclusion

Comes in many deep questions

Tied within countless expectations

Of how to balance life’s equation

How to make faithful confessions

Clowning them with kind actions

For we are not alone in this ocean

Up above us dwells the author of creation

Beside us is the vast beauty in creation

How devoted will be our sole contribution

When our time on earth comes to extinction

The Society!

The society

She is a fertile land

From her belly seeds freely sprout

Life begetters and life devourers

Altogether prowl

In the society

The society

She is a bulging hatchery

Birthing so wide a variety

Vultures and doves

Soaring en masse

In the society  

The society

She lays like an ocean vast

In her creatures daily zoom

Both of safety and of threat

Among each other they cruise

In the society

The society

Her fabric big and thick

Yarns firmly and skein knit

Some salubrious others ruinous

To each other are all weaved

In the society

The society

She’s a basket full

Items uniquely diverse

Both heinous and virtuous

With each other all wily mash

In the society

N G Kibiringi 2014

Him Alone our Hope!

In the eyes of our Father

We are beheld as family members

In the arms of our Father

We are held within joyous comfort

In the ears of our Father

Our cry is never alien

In the heart of Our Father

We are enveloped by grace divine

In the house of our Father 

Not even one soul is unwelcome

In the presence of our Father

There is life’s heavenly haven

In him alone our Lord

Our hope is indeed secure

In the Love so true and safe

Lord enable us to ever belong