26/09/2020
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Official name: Abel Nyasani
Stage name: Nyansman Emolos
From Nakuru, Kenya
Student at Technical University of Mombasa
Email: [email protected]
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HEALING THE MIND
My identity is confusing
And so are my actions
When we do meet I'm busy conversing
Mostly addressing invisible audience
Some of you laugh at me but I pity them
There are those who say I'm sick
Some say my mind is messed up
By looking at me they admit I'm ugly
Audibly they say I'm a disgrace
My tattered clothes cannot define me
I'm a product of early teenage pregnancy
Fate separated us hardly seeing mum's face
Grew up on the dumpsite as a wasted s***m
Every page of my life is stumped rejection
My mind is full of wounds
Inside my medulla are patches of bruises
Sometimes my mind quarrels
Leading my thoughts into war
A war of either living or leaving this world
Injuries makes my mind to stagger
I can't reason beyond my hallucinations
My memories have faded away
Though my heart races
When I see poison
My heart won't be convinced
Since my soul wants to be at peace
I have never experienced parental love
Oftenly my heart is bleeding
Cursing whoever that brought me to this world
I've met pastors and doctors
Neatly dressed in black suits
Telling me that am not ill minded
Amidist talks they say all will be well
But I see no sympathy in them
The pastor says someone is under control
Though I own my life, He's the driver
Pretenders! I won't listen to them
My head is a vacuum
Maybe I'm out of mind
