Cecy Gaitho

Cecy Gaitho describes herself as ‘that short girl next door’. She is a student of literature and has been writing poetry for some time. Just recently she realized that “I could narrate stories. I hope to keep people both educated and entertained.”

Her email address is shikugaitho94@gmail.com

THE CURSE OF RWARE VILLAGE

By Cecy Gaitho The land of Gikuyu and Mumbi is blessed with an abundance of food. Mwene Nyaga is said to have met His people at the great Mt. Kenya…

THIS PLACE

This place reminds me of home, Where dreams were made and futures promised, We heartily told our dreams, of what we wanted to become, Of doctors, pilots and teachers, that…

A VOICE FROM THE GRAVE

By Cecy Gaitho “We are all gathered here to celebrate the life of a woman, whose contribution to the society is immeasurable…” The Master of Ceremony remarked, as he opened…

Second Chance at Love

Mine is a story of heartbreak, That years ago left me a wreck, In a heart that once was filled with love, Tears was all I could when he did…

Honey coated revenge

By Cecy Gaitho I do not know why Sam Mateso crossed my mind that day. Probably, the thought was sparked by the call I had just received from my son…

If Tomorrow Fails to Come

Dear God, If Thou decides to take thy soul tonight, So that I won’t see tomorrow, My son, whom am so fond, Oh God of all Might, Let him not…

The Skeleton in the Closet

By Cecy Gaitho “The Forbes list of top 40 under 40 is out, and for the first time in history, a Kenyan is on the lead!” I cannot tell if…

The Black Wine of Mama Pima

By Cecy Gaitho “Pewa kama mlivyo!” A clearly drunken voice shouted from the back of Mama Pima’s den. He spoke in a slurred manner, having spent the whole morning in…

BEFORE YOU GO

Before you go, Please look behind once more, And remember all the good times we had, But when you leave, don’t bang the door, Lest you need it, when you…

WORDS OF WISDOM

I may not be able to give you gold, For my hands have now grown old, They fail in strength, Remaining is my last breath, But let me give you…

THE STORM

By Cecy Gaitho In the sky so high, The night dark with unforetold fears, The lightning occasionally sending its warning, That the storm is nigh, Little children clasp at their…

GIVE ME LOVE

By Cecy Gaitho What I secretly wish Love would be… Give me love, And serve it on a silver platter, It’s all I need; A happy lifetime, a happy forever. Give…

Nicah, the Boss Lady

By Cecy Gaitho I watched helplessly as the heavy rain pounded on the back of my four children and I. This was the third time in a week that we…