THE STRANGE VOICES

THE STRANGE VOICES 

ABOUT THE BLOGGER 

Rev. Dr. James Mbotela Syomuti, ThD, DD, PhD, is a Kenyan citizen and he lives in Kitui County, near Kitui Town. He is married to Anna and they have been blessed with six children, (four sons and two daughters.) All of their children are now adults and some of them are married. He is a pastor, a teacher, an artist, a writer of fiction and nonfiction, a poet, a humorist and he is also a prolific personal blogger (https://syomuti.blogspot.com). He has a deep passion for writing content. So far, he has written and published some ebooks with Smashwords Publishing Platform in USA. His published titles are; (1) The Maid (2) The Moving Mouth (3) The Virgin (4) The Drunkard. (5) The Soliloquist (One), (6) The Soliloquist (Two). (7) The Stranger & Other Poems. You can access the above books by visiting his site on the internet, by clicking https://syomuti.com He has taught students at different Secondary Schools in his home county for many years down the line. He is an approved Bible Skills Institute (BSI) trainer, a theological program of Every Home for Christ International, (Headquarters-The Jericho Center, Colorado Springs, COUSA). He teaches church adults theological courses. On top of that, he teaches adults (physically), English Language. He is a born again Christian, a pastor and the Founder/Bishop of Siloam Worship Center International Ministries. You can access the church details online, by just writing and clicking the above underlined name, on the internet. He is an itinerant preacher, a radio preacher and a teacher of the Word of God. He has several

certificates and diplomas in theology, from national and

international Bible Schools. He has a certificate in Spiritual Life

Development from Northwestern Christian University, in USA.

Above all, he has honorary doctorate degrees of Doctor of Humanity (DH) and Doctor of Theology (ThD) from Prixton Church & University, in USA. He also has a Bachelor of Arts (BA) in Ministry Science, and honorary doctorate degrees of; Doctor of Achievement in Ministry Science, Master of Arts (MA) in Ministry Science, Doctor of Divinity (DD) in Ministry Science and Doctor of Philosophy (PhD) in Ministry Science, from Abide University.

THE STRANGE VOICES

Our neighbor's children

don't sleep well at night.

They say there are strange voices,

which disturb and scare them at night. They say that,

the strange voices

are weird and deafening.

It has become extremely difficult

for them, to withstand the voices.

Where are the village seers?

Summon them and let them

assemble at our meeting location.

Tell them to come hurriedly,

and tell us the meaning

of the strange voices.

LET THEM CONVERGE 

Let them converge there

and interpret for us,

the deep meaning of the

strange voices.

We do not want our

neighbor's children,

to continue suffering

due to the effects of insomnia.

A state of uneasiness and unrest,

has gripped us in the entire village,

because of the persistent

strange voices, which have sent ripples of discomfort

and a strong wave of confusion.

When the children go to school,

many of them doze,

while their teachers are teaching.

The children have spent many days,

worrying and having sleepless nights, because of the strange voices they hear, at night.

THE ELOPER

Young man,

you will get your share of trouble.

Don't you deceive yourself in any way, by thinking that you will run away with it.

You eloped with my daughter,

without my awareness and my consent.

I don't know where you are hiding,

with my beloved daughter.

Yes, my only daughter!

I will hunt you down.

I will be relentless,

until I get you.

You have adversely

shattered my hope,

and the expectations

I have been nurturing,

concerning my only daughter.

You inconsiderate and evil eloper,

I will continue tracking you.

Don't think that you can hide forever.

It doesn't matter, whether you are in a dense forest. It doesn't matter, whether you are in a storey building.

It doesn’t matter, whether you are hiding in one of the renown cities.

I will still get you, and you will feel my weight. Young man,

why did you become so shrewd,

to an extent of eloping with

my feeble and innocent daughter?

Count the cost,

of your unwise and untimely action.

You will definitely pay for it.

Why did you deceive my daughter,

and make her terminate her studies prematurely?

MY INDIGNATION 

Oh! You uncouth eloper,

you will bear the whole force

of my indignation when I get you,

wherever you are.

No. I have found it quite unbearable

and unacceptable,

to let the eloper keep on hiding

my daughter,

the only daughter I have,

whom I have continually invested

all my energy and my substance in.

It is quite disturbing

and dehumanizing,

to imagine the degree of agony

which has befallen me,

because of the eloper

who is still keeping my daughter,

in an unknown place.

I find it extremely difficult,

in trying to come to terms,

with the sad reality

of the young man,

who has eloped with my daughter.

PUSH THE WHEELBARROW Mr.Wakasangule my friend,

there you are. You became defiantly headstrong,

to your parents

and to your teachers.

You deceived yourself

and thought that you were a star, during your school days.

Your classmates, your schoolmates

and the other contemporaries

were astounded,

by your unbecoming behavior.

Now, push the wheelbarrow,

Mr.Wakasangule.

Stop complaining and regretting.

You are now reaping the fruits

of your own self deception

and fantasy.

Push the wheelbarrow uphill,

to the market place.

Your wheelbarrow is overloaded

with bananas and cabbages.

The business women

want to reach the market in good time, so that they can sell their commodities before sunset.

Push the wheelbarrow, Mr.Wakasangule

so that you can earn

your day's wage, painfully.

You disregarded the value

of education.

You never imagined

that life would become

so unfair to you and extremely

antagonizing.

Your wife and your children,

are optimistic and they are patiently waiting

for you at home,

so that you can provide them

with today's meal

just before sunset.

Push the wheelbarrow,

Mr. Wakasangule. Don't mind.

Ignore the sweat, which has soaked your clothes and your entire body.

THE BITTER PILL

You are now swallowing

the bitter pill of your misdeeds,

during the days of your early life.

Push the wheelbarrow.

After all, there is no shortcut to success. You are now completely under the siege of your own past evil deeds.

THE DISGRUNTLED ELEMENTS

I hear that there are some

disgruntled elements

in my constituency,

who traverse the entire area

of my political jurisdiction,

tarnishing my name.

Those disgruntled elements,

have decided to ruin

my political career profile.

Anyway, tell them that

I am here to stay

and we shall meet,

one of these fine days.

Tell them that

I am a political heavy weight,

and I am unshakeable.

I will continue to lead my people,

even longer than my opponents

may not expect.

Why do you waste your time,

running up and down,

convincing my electorate

to lose their confidence in me

and my leadership,

you disgruntled elements?

The track record

of my performance to the constituents,

is quite clear and unchallengeable.

Your concerted efforts

of trying to undermine me,

will not make you achieve anything tangible. You will only end up being heckled by my people

and at the end of the day,

you will be real losers and political casualties, as a matter of fact.

Count the cost of contending with me, you disgruntled elements.

You will definitely feel my weight.

AN OLD GUARD 

Don't underrate me.

I am an old guard in politics

and I know how to play my cards well. I have fought many battles of this kind.

This is not anything new to me.

I have a wealth of considerable experience. Many other rivals like you have tried,

but where are they, now?

Nobody crosses my way

and goes unnoticed and untouched!

There you are, you who think you can eject me, from my lofty position. You disgruntled elements,

you are treading on dangerous ground.

If you think you are daring enough

to contend with me, just go ahead.

If you are ready to count the cost,

keep on slandering me and tarnishing my name,

but at the end of the day,

we shall know who the hero is.

Where are you? Where on earth are you, my most reliable confidant and a colleague?

I don't know your whereabouts

and I miss you greatly.

The reminiscence of your sincere company with me, during those good old days,

still haunts me persistently.

How I miss your closeness,

and the deep fellowship which we enjoyed. Where are you,

my friend and the most trustworthy colleague in my life?

When I envision the strong intimacy

that we had and enjoyed,

an inevitable wave of persuasive nostalgia grips my heart powerfully.

Where on earth are you, my friend?

I honestly miss you.

I don't know where you are.

I don't have your phone number.

I miss your presence

and your enthusiastic character.

Where are you my confidant?

It is long since we last met.

I wonder and I fear.

I am disturbed and worried,

because of your prolonged silence.

By the way, I don't know,

whether you are still alive.

Where on earth

might you be residing,

my one time close friend?

I don't know, whether you are still alive.

When I recall the way

you sincerely stood with me

when we were together,

during the days when my spirit

grew faint and became feeble,

I become uneasy and disturbed.

Where on earth are you, these days?

If you are still alive, why have you decided to keep mum?

Why have you decided

to keep your distance from me?

Close friends

don't just part that way.

By the way, if in any case I offended you, during those good days, please I beg you to forgive me. I don't want there to be a barrier, between we two.

By the way, where on earth are you residing, my one time confidant? I miss you. I remember you. I appreciate the things you did for me. I want to see you again. I want to have a reunion with you once more.

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