Boxed

Yeey!πŸ˜ƒ The weekend’s here, everybody! As always, it’s time to eat and drink 🍹πŸ₯‚πŸ»πŸœπŸ±πŸ› and take ourselves on a little tour to the moon πŸŒ•. Let’s go. 🌜 πŸ§‘β€πŸ¦―πŸ‘¨β€πŸ¦ΌπŸƒβ€β™€οΈπŸƒ. Today, I thought about some primary school intrigue as I sat chatting with a friend. I love journaling my childhood memories so that, Godwilling, my kidsContinue reading “Boxed”

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Going to Die

Jerry stood in the moonlit night looking across the valley that stretched behind their home. He was tired and vexed of the direction his life was taking. The only lady whom he had treasured so much and thought he would build a future with had jilted him, just a few days after he proposed toContinue reading “Going to Die”

Pulse of Love

The sky is blue, the sun is high:oh what a lovely day it is!when our hearts convenein places unseen and moments untimed,when the beauty of our human bloodstrikes each heart with softness unheard;oh what a lovely day it is! Oh fond beats that my life empowers;oh soft pulse that grows into flowers. The sun seemsContinue reading “Pulse of Love”

My Pitbull

Harsh,tough like iron,was the bloke I married –a pitbull,who knew no love,to whom gentleness was a tale. He’d come home late,as drunk as a skunk,smelling like raw meat –my pitbull.He’d rough me up,push me to the walland shove his rod in meas I criedin great anguish. Then I,sitting on this hot iron plate,thought: this, thisContinue reading “My Pitbull”

The Unfeeling Soldier

“Tangu Tangu…,” called out one of the boys in the group. His name was Okayo. “Eee (yeees),” chorused the rest. “Nyang’ omaka (the crocodile has clutched me).” “Eee. Omako ang’oni (Yeees. Which part of you has it clutched)?” “Omako tienda (it has clutched my leg).” He then dived into the water and the others tooContinue reading “The Unfeeling Soldier”

Some Kindness Before I Die

Before I lie helpless,cold and stiff, perhaps smilingresignedly,in my four-cornered room; before my strength fades awayor my eyes ‘look in’ as the old said,I will hold a hand or two, a hundred or a thousand,put a smile on their faces,before I die, before I leave this earth. (C) 2022 Lamittan Minsah, All rights reserved. ThisContinue reading “Some Kindness Before I Die”

The Soil Weeps

The rivers and streamsflow with fear;lakes and oceans live with doubt;the mountains and hills gloom:mankind has trespassed. The stone cries hard;the soil weepsand the trees and animalsliving on them shake with frightas they watch the doings of mankind,as they witness the endless flowof thick blood, just thick human blood. The sun sweats his heat;the moonContinue reading “The Soil Weeps”