Saturday 13 August 2011

Emailing Your Pastor

Look at it,
It is so shiny,
Stretch your hand out,
Until you reach it,
Touch it and feel it,
I can smell it,
It is always close by,
We want it all,
Everyone happy has discovered that,
The greatest pleasure is the chasing after it,
That even the enjoyment of it is addictive,
Stretch out your hand a little more,
You are about to catch it,
And feel the texture of it's ecstasy,
Stretch out a little more,
You got to reach out a little bit more,
Yes that is true,
open your eyes though,
There is always the life we are promised tomorrow,
If we spend more time in the library in school,
And have foreplay with books before exams,
Long foreplay like good sex,
We will reach it,
Yes all this is true,
Though open your eyes,
That is tomorrow,
What about today?
Isn't today a day important to?
A collection of today and tomorrow is what makes a complete life,
Things never quite change you know,
Yesterday in class I associated with the prefect,
Just so that I dont show up on the noise makers list,
Today I associate with the judge,
Just to make sure I dont get housed by the same people who rob me,
Stretch out a little more to reach out,
We have always had the same set-backs,
Today we have Kenya Revenue Authority,
Taxing our big castles into small mud huts,
How do you impose tax even on a mere pencil?
Yes we have disliked KRA guys since they were,
Not KRA like they call them in today's standard newspaper,
But when they were labeled tax collectors in the ancient bible times,
Stretching your fingers a bit further,
To reach out more,
Reach out for more natural ties,
The pure natural red silk ones almost impossible to get,
More sort after hand bags,
The ones bought in stores with better golden glow lighting,
But we need to open up our eyes,
We have always stretched out a little further,
Even when constrained by school uniform rules,
We tried to wear better fabric for the white shirts we were constrained to,
Almost got cufflinks for them,
To express our individuality,
Our ancestors lived in caves like the Flingstones,
The safer better placed caves location-wise belonged to,
those that stretched out a little more,
our Future shall live in the air like the Jetsons,
I bet the places in Space with fresher air,
Shall belong to those who stretched out a little more,
We have always had friends and craved them,
From forging our signature on the attendance sheet in college for us,
To creating family friends for our kids,
We have always reached out for nicer friends,
It's not a new thing we are doing now,
We have always had a nightlife,
Even before this generation,
The fire that they put up and danced around,
Was always at night,
Boy and girl as our traditional ancestors danced,
And that's the same way we court,
The lions Maasai's ren after,
To prove they are men,
We still hunt to today you know,
The business deals we run after,
In ties and two piece suits,
Dress skirts with coats with buttons on the left,
The newer version of a shuka bow and arrow,
We have always wanted the same things
Look at it,
The perfect life,
With the perfectly imperfect friends,
With the perfectly loving family,
Whatever shape it comes in,
It looks so shiny,
Stretch out a little more,
Reach it,
The perfect life,
With the perfect investments,
And the perfect philanthropical cause,
The perfect automobile,
And the perfect re-energizing hobbies,
The ones that bring us perfectly close to the ones we love,
And helps us unwind and break monotony,
The perfect life,
The perfect glass house with the perfect heated pool,
The perfect cathedral,
That it's members visit you when you are bed ridden,
The perfect pastor,
Who you bond with over emails,
That rebukes you of your bad sinful ways,
Even though you still struggle in the words;
the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.
At least some use of your email account!
Stretch out a little more,
But open your eyes,
One life,
A complete life,
life is not tomorrow,
It is today and tomorrow
seize the day,
Live today,
Life is short,
Stretch out a little more,
You have to reach it,
with you right hand stretch out a little more,
And with your left hand hold and kiss what you have today,
Be greedy like that.
More. More. More,
More!
you have always had the perfect life.