Vincent de Paul - Kenyan Writer
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Healing
Healing

Hellen, can you hear me I was wondering if we could go out today To share a moment Just the two of us But I ain’t expecting much from you Hellen, can you hear me I’m seating here dreaming about what we used to be When we were in love, and inseparable I’ve forgotten how

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Best Friend
Best Friend

Love was a problem for me. It was a complexity I tried to convince myself that I didn’t need; a combination that had been denied to me by my vocation. In my third year of theology at the seminary I was yet to hear the voice of God calling me to serve Him. Professionally, I

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Poem | My Heart is not Yours
Poem | My Heart is not Yours

No hurt hurts more unless it’s the heart that’s broken you only wish you were wiser when the feelings you had have been trampled Pain piercing your soul before tears could form the fights that you hoped shall end one day now a mosaic before you. No one stops caring anymore unless their loved ones

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Brown Sugar
Brown Sugar

The duty of law enforcement is lawbreaking, a circle of silent assent. Constable Charles Luigi Luiseno made the startling discovery too late. Despite being the lead agency in the war against drug trafficking, the Anti Narcotics Unit, established in 1983 within the Kenya Police, is like a cabal within the Service. The call connected. “Go

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Confessions of a Sexprenuer
Confessions of a Sexprenuer

When other brains were discovering nuclear energy and launching revolutionary mobile money transfer systems in Kenya, I was thinking about sex. “Welcome home, dear. You are tense, and look tired,” Lilibeth observes. “Would you like a massage?” “Not now, Lily,” I say as I lean in for a kiss. “Of course, sir,” she replies, and

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