story of an african son

could this be love could this be lust my dark skin queen created to prove Gods greatness I could wish you all mine dream you by my side walk with you all white create life,black and white love you till the end of days my dark skin queen my Akelo am I trying too hard too perfect to find the right words got me up all night thinking what would and what could wrote and wrote deleted and wrote again pushed myself to the edge of no return then I remembered our first not perfect but will always last it gives me hope that one day I will have my queen 👑 my Akelo LEVON

Mid night meetings with my mid night princess know you so well I could write a book about you love you so much I could take a life for you but you destroyed our love and killed us at no speed a love so young and tender Darked by lust and expectance wishing I could have you back in my arms but the city has taken over you on our last night in Nairobi As the road decreases in structure it settles in that I have totally lost you the girl I always knew and love who lived right next door now a shadow in the cities dark pits voices I  my head scream for explanation but all I can give is excuses as I see my dreams drive away it settles in  that I have totally lost you on our last night in Nairobi     LEVON

Beautiful african queen, a treasure that holds much that is yet to be see A pure force of nature ,a power to recon with Warrior to the african child,her ground she stand to her last Defender of the african heritage,mother to the teachings of the land We hold you dear to our heart, the love we never asked for Through all her hardships and tribulations she stode strong  We woke up to breakfast on the table everyday, forgetting gratitude for her love You were hope on a cloudy day, a shoulder to cry on when the world was on my neck  You saw the possibilities of our future and placed your bet on us We celebrate you African mother for who you are, one that we can never replace  We tell your story for love is all have for you The much you have done, even designing my recovery  The much you have done, most without a word of thanks  We celebrate you today, Teresa Wangechi, Alice Mumbi and all the other super heroes of our lives  For we are because of you...