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The gorgeous new water tap

had been so well installed

yet from it no man fetched any water

it was not connected to any water source

The costly new smart phone

had been so well charged

yet with it no man communicated

it had no sim card to tap into any network

The new expensive boiler system

Had been perfectly put in place

Yet the house remained freezing cold

Till when it's connected to a power source

The faithful good news of Jesus

Had been thoroughly told

Yet no one had seen their light for

Non had had the Holy Spirit to open their eyes

I long for the connection of the water tap

I await the activation of the sim card

So eager to see the boiler connected to power

I thirst for the filling of the Holy Spirit

Newton G Kibiringi 2013

Pain and Suffering!

Pain and Suffering!

That we truly dread times does strike

Life is full of harrowing storms

In case you come across one

Or if one comes across you

I pray that you will be strong enough

To fly, jump, run or walk over it

But if that be not the case

I still will pray that faith and hope

Will help you go through it or even

To patiently coil round it in endurance

To find the waiting delight across

The dreadful pain and suffering

In case the storm is too hard

Not to live you alive and kicking

I still will pray that it will not

Drown you all together

With the hope on the Eternal

Of the promised life after death

Though pain and suffering overwhelm us

We still must hope on to the very end

For there is hope that shines brighter

 Than our mortally best moment

 And hope that lasts even longer

Than our humanly worst moment

Newton G Kibiringi 2013

Heko Our Freedom Fighters! (Kenya at 50)

Heko Our Freedom Fighters! (Kenya at 50)

We honour you our freedom fighters
For into the dark forest you went in courage 
Inside the deadly forest you fought in bravely 
Yet you never gave up the tormenting challenge 
With all your lives you sought victory
A victory not for self but for the entire nation

Heko our freedom fighters as we celebrate Kenya at 50

Away from your comforts was a true sacrifice 
Away from your families you paid the price
You won the nation’s freedom back to herself 
With your blood and sweat a liberated nation was born
In such great pain you won the prize of freedom 

A victory not for self but for the entire nation

Heko our freedom fighters as we celebrate Kenya at 50

Colonialism so harrowing an enemy you fought
In much painful struggle you brought it to an end
You were wounded without losing heart
Your blood was shed without killing your passion
Your lives were taken away to purchase the future

A victory not for self but for the entire nation

Heko our freedom fighters as we celebrate Kenya at 50

You never gave up the fight to shape our today
To you our hearts and hats go out in great honour
As we take a sincere bow of appreciation to our heroes

The heroes who gave their all for all Kenyans after all

Their fight and struggle we all so humbly cherish

A victory not for self but for the entire nation

Heko our freedom fighters as we celebrate Kenya at 50

Yet before you many of our faces remain ashamed 
For the many times we've let you down in our ways
The many times we have allowed poverty to reign
The many times we have seen others in the tribal eye
The many times greed we have deliberately failed to slay

A victory not for self but for the entire nation

Heko our freedom fighters as we celebrate Kenya at 50

The many times corruption has been free in our house to stay
The many times our resources we have failed to share

Yet in your legacy and baton our assignment is there to stay
The cry for truth, justice and equality lingers so loud on our ears
We cannot faithfully claim to honour our heroes till we pursue

A victory not for self but for the entire nation

Heko our freedom fighters as we celebrate Kenya at 50

© Newton Kibiringi

The Grace Gem!

The Grace Fountain!

The soul thirsts for freedom

The soul thirsts for true love

The soul thirsts for perfection

The evil worldly offers slavery

The evil wildly offers hatred

The evil weirdly offers blemish

Where are the freedom supplies?

Where is the true love reservoir?

Where is the reality of perfection?

The flesh seeks the worldly slavery

The flesh delights in the wildly hatred

The flesh anchors on the weirdly blemish

The grace heavenly offers freedom

The grace gently offers true love

The grace orthodoxy offers perfection

The soul thirsts for freedom

The soul thirsts for true love

The soul thirsts for perfection

© Newton Kibiringi 2013

The Price Shines!

The Price Demands!

Price shines on all 3 sides of the coin

For to love is to be vulnerable

To live true too is not without to risk

There is no gain without pain

To seat back to protect your

Heart because times love breaks

It dries up and becomes a deflated

Unlovable n’ unloving shell abhorred

To dig a hole in fear and worry

To protect your life from life risks

The darkness of despair n’ regrets buries

 Your life in unfruitful frustrations

To run away from the beckon

Of the pain path whose ending is gain

Kisses goodbye even fortune n’ luck

Drowning oneself in the pit of utter lack

Price shines on all 3 sides of the coin

For to love is to be vulnerable

To live true too is not without to risk

 There is no gain without pain

© Newton G Kibiringi 2013

Passion n’ Desire!

Passion n’ Desire!

Seen such a consistent life’s beauty

Simply glorious on yet deeply rooted

In passion and desire

I have seen a consistent flow

Of tiny drops of water fill

A girnomous jelly can to its overflow

I have seen a consistent streaming

Of a very small river

Water an entire village for decades

I have seen a consistent voice

Of simple words of kindness

Reconcile major relationship conflicts

I have seen a consistent doing

Of small actions with great love

Change many lives n’ nations

 I have seen a consistent believing

On the Truth; even in its smallness

Raise lasting amazing hope

I have seen a consistent sowing

Of the tiny deeds of compassion

Reap bountiful harvest of joy

I have seen a consistent living

Of simple faithful n’ caring lives

Glorify the Lord n’ his people delight

Seen such a consistent life’s beauty

Simply glorious on yet deeply rooted

In passion and desire

The Purple Heron's sorrow!

Premise: It so easy to ignore or forget what people go through during wars especially if we continue to enjoy peace where we are. This is a bird's perspective of the war in Syria.

The Purple Heron's sorrow!

On top of the wobbly tree she sits awestruck while

Watching the decaying remains of the dead humans

Spread across the pavements of the abandoned village

The awful silence is so harrowing and the pungent

Smell of death is way so horrifying

The deep hollow feeling within her heart has

Taken all her energy away leaving her with such deep

Emptiness as she mourns the death of liveliness

That had always been the beauty of her Surriya country

She can hardly fly with such a hurting heart

She knows not where her mates are and she

Is yet to recover from the pain of losing all her nestlings

After the tree she knew as the only home was burnt up

She so dearly misses the late old couple that fed her daily

 And their grandchildren who always chased her around

So much she feels is going on in her tiny head

As she contemplates so hard n’ so deep about

The loathsome pains caused by the evil war

Upon her once beautiful n’ peaceful country

The fiendish war has left her lifeless n’ friendless

She hardly can wander yet she is in so much wonder

Of whether in one dawn of life the human beings

Will be filled with humanity and kindness

To revere the Creator of life and to respect

The dignity and sacred nature of all life

Deep within her tiny ears she still hears the screams

Across her thoughts continually flashes the images

Of helpless children and old earthlings mourn

In deep devastation of losing their close ones

To the horrid bloodshed in front of their tearful eyes

The noise of the heavy bombardment and shootings

That left her little village turned upside down still

Haunts her to date even in the dead silence

In the middle of the most uncivilized skirmishes

Of human unkindness against same mankind

Purple heron is indeed in trepidation to be damp squib

By the humans pretext and masquerade about wars

Wonders who made and supplied the bombs n’ weapons

She wonders who trained the men to use them n’ when

Her feeble legs freeze in abhorrent fear of the hand behind war

She is not sure if anyone among humanity cares

She prays that the truth will come and slay all the evil

She deeply longs for the day her lovely country of Syria

Will get back her piece of lasting peace

When the river of justice will flood the whole world

© Newton Kibiringi 2013

True Delight is Right Sourced!

True Delight is Right Sourced!

Oh how much delight

He gets and lives in

When any man at the

Core of suffering and pain in

Faithful glorification of the Creator

Realizes and experiences

The true Saviours hand

And His amazing grace

Oh how much displeasure

He gets and lives in

When any man at the

Climax of his life’s pleasure in

Materialism and egoism

Realizes and experiences

The true frustrations

In materialistic fallacies

The Hope Unending!

The Hope Unending!

Times life seems to be surrounded by

The horrid feeling of confusion

The empty feeling of despair

The tearful feeling of regret

The dark feeling of helplessness

Yet deeply entwined within life too is

The unbreakable brilliant glow of hope

The unending string of assurance

The inextinguishable lining on faith

On this hope unending my life daily soars

Times life seems to be filled with

The hurting sorrow of betrayal

The daunting feeling of being lonely

The deep pain of loss

The anxious feeling of uncertainty

Yet within life’s package too is

The consistent voice sparks to hold on

The insistent steady ignition to soldier on

The tenacious stable pushes within to carry on

 On this hope unending my life daily soars

The True Joy!

The True Joy!

Father thank you

For the gift of your Son

In your Son I daily delight

For salvation to eternal life

And re-birth to righteousness

By your grace and in your mercy

I find true joy in glorifying you

Father thank you

For the gift of the Holy Spirit

In your Holy Spirit I rejoice

For conviction to repentance

And re-sowing to fruitfulness

By your grace and in your mercy

I find true joy in glorifying you

For your name to worship

I desire and long

For your light and right

I hunger and thirst

By your grace and in your mercy

I find true joy in glorifying you

For your hope and love

I seek and yearn

For your truth and will

I pursue and partake

By your grace and in your mercy

I find true joy in glorifying you

© Newton J G K 2013

The mark-timer!

Premise: There is always a gap between having a vision or a mission or making a decision and the actual effecting of any of these. Many are times we find ourselves insisting on sitting on the fence and all such times we always tend to end up in deep regret. 

The mark-timer!

She prefers to seat straight on the fence

She prefers to not please the right

She prefers not to displease the wrong

She is pleased in taking the popular seat

She is neither too cold nor too hot

She ever prefers the lukewarm of things

She knows it always betrays her conscience

She knows daily it gives an ache to her integrity

How she hates it when people go into details

She abhors any attempts to dig deeper into reality

She really likes the bubble feeling of the fence

She knows fences only have temporary peace but

That too she digs not deep enough

Just how long can she stay on the fence?

Just how much help can she offer as a bubble?

I tell her sitting on fences only breeds pretense

I tell her the fence gives no room for defense

But she dismissed me for daring to dig deeper

On the issue of sitting on the fence

She said fences are her best for sitting on

And argued they aren't good for debating things

I saw her defiance as on offence against truth

She saw my advice as an offence against her peace

She really likes the bubble feeling of the fence

She knows fences only have temporary peace but

That too she digs not deep enough

© Newton J G K 2013

Heaven & Hell!

Heaven & Hell

Like true health in plants

Blossom them while attached

To the precious fertility

Of the soil where they daily

Draw their entire livelihood

So does true heaven in beings

Glow them while attached

To the amazing grace

Of the Lord where they eternally

Draw all their meaning

Like real death in plants

Diminish them while detached

From the precious fertility

Of the soil where they daily

Draw their entire livelihood

So does real hell in beings

Gloom them while separated

From the amazing grace

Of the Lord where they eternally

Draw all their meaning

© Newton J G K 2013

The terrain of life's journey!

The  terrain of life's journey!

Wise is the being who daily desires growth

For such knows growth is life’s glow main route

For the young n’ old of flora and of fauna

It is in growing that all life gives nature a smile

For surely growth will grow us n’ give each a glow

Though the cost of growing daily grows as all grows

The beauty of its growth’s glow daily dazzles all of creation

Growth even as it stretches life deeper n’ wider so

Do its challenges become inevitably harder yet it’s greater

For surely growth will grow us n’ give us each a glow

Growth always demand more than we freely will to offer

Many are times it will cost us that which or whom we esteem

Not a single plant or animal could grow on a colleague’s behalf

Not even the earthlings could grow on behalf of their kin

For surely growth will grow us n’ give us each a glow

While creation daily desires to flourish n’ glow in growth

Growth daily feeds on faith and hope that life lives on

Growth daily reigns on desire n’ passion of creation for it

Growth daily swings on commitment n’ sacrifice its price

For surely growth will grow us n’ give us each a glow

He of Heaven n’ the Son of Man too grew in wisdom n’ stature

In his blossom n’ growth came the Father’s and men’s favour

Following his footsteps we all should daily grow

To spiritually, mentally and physically glow as one and as all

 For surely growth will grow us n’ give us each a glow

N J G K  2013.

The Success Tree!

The Success Tree!

Not every success branch

Bears success fruit for everyone

But everyone has a branch that

Can bear them a success fruit

In the big success tree provided

They remain attached to the tree

They take their right branch and

They rightly take their branch 

N J G K 2013

The Faith Tree!

The Faith Tree!

I shut my eyes in sleep with countless plans for tomorrow

I tour the dreamland in the hope that when the dawn comes

I will be up to earnestly give the dreams a thorough chase

I awake in the morning with a grateful heart believing the day

Will be a fruitful one even as I swallow a glassful of hope

A plateful of desire and open my arms widely to gratefully receive

The precious gift of a brand new day unlike any other in the past

I open my mouth to speak and believe someone is listening

I spread my legs to walk believing they will support all my weight

I place my pen on the paper to jot down some thoughts

From deep within the soul believing they are sensible n’ impacting

I head for the outside believing some time later I will get back alive

I watch the mother goose in her nest at the lido as she sleeps

On her eggs for days with the hope that they will hatch in the end

And she will be glad to have her amazing image live on beyond her

Countable days and seasons of the precious chance of her lifetime

I watch the farmer cover her dried corn seeds with the

Dry earth while she sings prayerfully believing that sometime soon

The rains will fall and after a while the nature will obey its Master

And her seeds will winsomely germinate and bloom into new life

Giving her enough bread for her family and her neighbors

I see the wild trees budding to wisely hide their future within their

Seeds in the faith that nature will be a good steward to them

To grant them another to live again in the next generation

I see the newly married couple cover themselves naked inside the

Warm bed sheets to make love in the hope to bring forth a new life

Into this world and faithfully sow their beautiful image into posterity

They believe the virgin womb will be an exceptional host for the new life

I hear the little kid graciously whisper “goodnight papa n’ mama”

As the parents happily give her a cuddle before bedtime the little kid

Responds with half a smile waiting to complete the smile in the morning

Then she goes to bed with countless plans for tomorrow

I watch the sick man turn round to face the wall to receive a painful

Injections from the nurse hoping the medicine will cure his painful illness

I see the loving mother humbly go to her knees in believe to pray for

Her bedridden son to seek the healing from her Master’s arm

Everywhere I look, everywhere my ear I turn to hear and unto the

Movement of my entirety I see faith that fate would be too weak to contain

The beautiful nature propels herself in the wheels of faith in its past the present

And in its hope for the future, faith gives her life and life swings on this faith 

N J G K 2013.