World Poetry Day 3

Today’s featured Artist is my close friend, the revolutionary Slim Shaka.

Slim Shaka is a performance poet and a storyteller based in Nairobi. He is the reigning poetry Slam Africa champion and a 2023 World Slam Championship finalist.

He has written and staged poetry concept shows at the Macondo Literary Festival and has also staged his own show dubbed “Of A Dying Breed”
His poetry explores the journey of young people finding their footing in history.

Plastic Everywhere

Have you noticed how the world is littered? plastic is everywhere.
Oh, I met a polystyrene Plastic couple
Their marriage was complicated, Polyethylene Terephthalate.
The Man played a faithful husband, the woman played a clueless wife.
Life played the Hitler’s game, death played a silent knife.
They stay for the children,
Just like plastic, durability outweighs toxicity.
A music, where souls are burdened by the notes whose symphony is un-decomposing but the melody is growing too dark for hope’s comforting.
How reputation attaches to a familiar pain.
Hurt me, only in the ways I’ve learnt to heal & I will stay.

Plastic is everywhere;
These streets are full of tattered souls.
It didn’t begin on the eve of last supper, Contentment poverty rules our world, Adam sins
Our spirits plead for salvation at the altered pavement,
Plastic feet in the illusion of movement,
For the souls on concrete,
And the soles on concrete then finally,
Concrete on souls, our souls bear us witness.
For survival, we leave & return on investment,
Only death brings the pleasure of retirement.

The polycarbonate career builders,
You should see them every evening in their vehicles.
They are like corpses being moved in their caskets
Watching the world from a tiny window thinking, rest at last!!
We pay a price for the fulfillment of freedom;
Some hike in the mountains for the unforgettable feeling
Others hike from their unforgettable ceiling.
The Plastic surgeries, then Plastic smiles until existence becomes cancerous & the nucleus buys what depression sells.
Until death do us a party, man is mortal but plastic is forever.