owaahh, Author at Owaahh

owaahh Author

A man, a pen, a keyboard I mean, bananas, and mugs of coffee. This is a labour of love.

No more bridges to burn

An adage long past claims that a man has but one day of birth One day during the seasons when he came into this world When he left his mother in pain and agony Screaming for dear life

Morbid • Poetry|

Of Cockroaches, and Why They Own You

Knock! Knock! Who’s there? Cock…(continued at the end)

Musings|

I stood up to go somewhere, but now I do not know where it was, or what I was going to do when I got there. There’s the door I opened and closed, built by my grandfather’s friend and ‘shipped’ on an old donkey cart, repaired many times since, and still holding.

Musings|

Once more into the fray (Live and Die on this day)

“Once more into the fray Into the last good fight I’ll ever know…” My penance piety does not suffice As the fray takes toll upon my mortal As the dagger slices and dices The fort crumbles… Hope and pray I be reborn To dive into the fray one other To face demons whose …

Musings • Poetry|

The Beautiful Lady and the House of the Dead

The fact that you have read the title and decided to read this post implies that you find it intriguing that a beautiful girl can have a connection to the house of the dead, what we mortals call a morgue or Mortuary. Well, let me be the first one to tell you this, the beautiful …

Musings|

How to Fund the Next Elections

A Modest Proposal for Modern Elections

Musings|

7 Things a Nostalgic Kenyan Remembers.

I am at that age where it is easy to remember the days of yore without overly exaggerating for the sake of raising my stature among my would-be grandchildren. They are, actually, still minute cells within my loins and I have little need to lie to them now…at least just yet…

Listicles|