Mufasa is a spoken word artist, actor and singer born and raised in Kenya. He popped into the spoken word scene after winning a spoken word slam competition. Since then Mufasa has been performing in all major poetry events in Kenya. Raised by a single mother, Mufasa is a passionate performer on stage and hides no emotions when he speaks about his life and disturbing issues in the society.
Spotlighting Pan-African Poetry
Biography
My Mother's Pride
I have cornered kings and queens but my friends try to belittle me saying, it was just chess!
I have been told to stop acting like a woman but with a mind like mine it is hard not to be pregnant… with ideas!
I have been told to be realistic, to focus on what is in sight , what is important, but what about that what happens at night, like stealing of coffins in burial sights, isn’t that a ‘grave’ matter?
I am old school, I have been raised with Reebok and Nike so the first time someone said to me Gucci I asked, who she?
I have watched stars, not those in the sky, those on TV
I have watched kids smile at flying kites
I have watched myself in the mirror, long, couple of times!
I have watched them too, give me the same stares,
stares asking when will I be a man
so I have questioned if I have extra balls at least apart from my eye balls!
see, I have doubted my integrity, I have let things SIT
when the lack of school fees, the missed classes STOOD to blame
I have forgotten those times I was a warrior and stuck to that moment when I was low, defeated,
I have died inside, so how can I care about tomorrow?
I have dwelt in the past because I see no future and i am not blind.
I have lost myself, my mind,
so what do I look for first, myself or my mind?
I have been in love,
I have been in love because I have watched her feel for him what I feel for her.
I have been a rock made of ice because I have melted in daylight
I have waken up alone to a loud silence so I have watched time go, move, just go!
I have paid my rent late for so long last month when I paid early my landlord said, ‘ah, hata nilikua nimesahau, hii ni ya last month? [I had even forgotten, this is last month’s huh?]
I have been a best man in a wedding before and I watched the bride marry a good guy but I was right there… the best man!!
I have stared at my phone a whole day without it ringing, with just a single text..
not from a best friend but Safaricom!
I guess they didn’t have to start with a hi if they simply wanted to remind me about my okoa jahazi balance, I understand.
but I have gone places in my mind
that my feet, can only envy.
I swim in thoughts that no drop of water made be,
I am dying of a hunger that has nothing to do with my stomach
See, I have strength in places my muscles cannot stomach!
So yes, I don’t know what my future holds
but as it stands right now, I am single
single because she was the kind that filled her chest with stockings to make them bigger for men eyes, what men eye, while I,
wanted a woman who will feel her heart with word and has a destiny bigger than what men see!
see she, wasn’t meant for me, me whom she, dressed in skimpy dresses for showing me her thighs,
her idea to leave me breathless,
when all I have ever wanted is a woman who will make me want to live more not breath less!
so yes I don’t know what the future holds
but I know my up has been because of throwing, giving up those memories of my mother throwing up, because of alcohol,
I don’t know what my future holds
but I know about yesterday when I stood shaking watching the body of her who I called a friend
and I closed my lips so I could scream in my head
I closed my eyes because that was the only way that I could see her smile
and I realized right there that it is stupid for me to brag that I am tall
when life itself , is short!
so yes I don’t know what the future holds but I ask,
I ask will it be different from a past,
that past where Michael Jackson ‘moon walked’
because I think it would av made a lot of sense if Neil Armstrong came up with the moon walk!
I ask myself, who do we think we are when we first think of our class one kids having laptops,
when there are kids out there learning under trees.
There are kids with empty stomachs
and buying those laptops first for them, means we are saying,
it’s okay to die of malnutrition when you get to class three or four but before you do can you please learn how to double click, you know!
Who do we think we are ?
when the first thing that we do when we get to parliament, when we get hired,
is to demand for a pay rise
forgetting that the first thing that we did when we voted you in was divide ourselves,
forgetting that the first thing that happened in 2007 when we divided ourselves,
was bloodshed!
so you go strong on your salaries while we stay weak with division.
I keep telling myself, before anyone says that we cannot kick him or her out of parliament, they should remember we kicked polio out of Africa!
Who do we think we are ?
when we choose to define our neighbors by their tribes,
because I have watched an election go bad,
I have watched my neighbor camp in a police station because she was not safe
and she was not safe because of her tribe?
Even six year old Justo was not safe while I watched his tennis ball that he loved to kick and bounce around on the ground,
on the ground because they left in a hurry so of course he must have forgotten it,
forgotten it because he was not safe and he was not safe because of his tribe?
while the robbers we knew, the child molesters, the wife beaters, the rapists,
they were safe as long as they were of a convenient tribe?
see, how we live confuses me
I knew I had a right to be confused in a world where a guinea pig is not a pig, right?
but now i know i really do have a right to be confused in a country where we fight for people who have their houses surrounded with security while we ourselves walk around with bodies that cannot even stand as guards!
If there is anything that life has taught me,
it’s that, we should fight!
not our neighbors, but fight those things that will make you and your neighbor to fight!
if there is anything that life has taught me,
its that, the peace that is needed out there, is in here.
for there to be peace in the world,
there must be peace in our minds, peace in our homes, peace in our neighborhoods,
that is the kind of peace that is needed out there.
so let it grow, let peace grow,
let it grow as our kids watch us live with ourselves, amongst ourselves,
because they are too short they might need to look up to us!
if there is anything that life has taught me,
its that I am not my mother’s tribe, I am her pride!
because when I was born she didn’t say, ‘whoa, another kalenjin!’
she said,’ another son!’
so hire me, work with me, love me, protect me, care for me,
not because of where I am from but because of who I am…
my personality, my ability,
because I am not my hair, I am not the colour on my skin, I am not the size of my shoe,
I am who I chose to be and those I did not chose!
so yes I am not my mothers tribe, I am her pride.
you and me can make our mother proud by living together in peace, love and unity
our mother, KENYA!
Mufasa
Featured Poem:
In a cold world
In a cold world, i stand here with a warm heart
and i stand tall coz i come short of fears
see mentally am limitless
these words i come up with, i give life to, long life
so to your ears i speak long years
see, i see what’s near, what’s here
what’s far, what’s farther, what my father did not do
when he fathered a son.
Even when i didn’t come first in class
my mother remembered to tell me i was bright
so i saw a light in me that i let shine
way before my Sunday school teacher asked me
to lead the kids in singing… `this little light of mine, im gonna let it shine…’
so take it, i stand tall
but take this, i take my knees to the floor
coz i recognize am not perfect i have flaws
but as an artist, i have this style, this flow
that is me!
yeah, am original
ask computers, i don’t even copy paste
in fact, the fast and last time i tried to copy anything
i was three, and i was crawling like a cat!
but if that doesn’t make sense, i have another sense
a sense of belonging, coz for long i have longed to belong
though i started with owning, my own
so i wrote a lot of words and now i own words along with a few fullstops and commas
A few, coz i don’t like to pause
i guess its the reason instead of shutting up
i prefer to run out of words
i know this, i know things, i know…
its not Jay Z, its a Mayor that is needed to run this town
a mob to run a riot, strength to run a race
but all i need is a mind, this mind, my mind
and I’ll cover those empty papers you see
with words that you’ll see
will flow with ease, like water like seas
they say, music takes you to a place where word cannot go
guess what, i take words to places music wants to come along
Am this image of words written, what’s written
i give words a face so am the face of words spoken, forgotten
that Van dross Luther sang, Martin Luther inspired
and i flow with energy, so am ready to give you
six watts of sick words, what’s what?
am a disease, you need vaccines
for maybe rabies
coz i barked back when i was a baby
but hey, i don’t tell naked truths
see i, dress my words
i make them up, i give them make up and if am made up, then am made up of words
even if i make them up!
and this is me because I am my words
and i arm my words with ammunition, with muscle,
so when you tell me am nothing, i will shoot you and drag you on the floor with my words
With words, i knock on justice doors,
walk on never traded floors,
i break silence, i create moments
with words, am too cool. freeze that!
and i keep hitting it, Joe Frazer
my past bar, erase that
coz i keep raising that
Am not your ordinary man, not your common man
in fact, the only time am near common
is when am the sense in common sense
but let that not mean the world doesn’t live in me
if anything, its my conscience that keeps leaving me
coz i live far from my mind
so most of the time, am out of my mind
see, when my dad left us, it was my mom that was strong
i was the playful one
it was my mom that was strong
paying bills, making it seem like we lacked nothing
making us understand, to lack one thing doesn’t stop us from achieving everything
so now when i strip naked and look at myself in the mirror
i see a lie, a lie because i feel i have balls the size of coconuts
the only thing i fear is hollow dreams
so instead of wanting to dunk, i want to be above the rim
yes am optimistic, way positive
in fact, the only thing negative in my life is my H.I.V status
so tell the world I am a lion
a lion because my mind roars
see even when my lips have been closed,
even where my move has been to tip toe
even where i have been seen alone,
i have actually been crowded with shouting thoughts running in my mind!
so tell the world am a lion
a lion because my mind roars
but call me a cub where i, play with words more than Stevie wonder with keys but still,
am a lion
a lion because my mind roars
but if you cant tell my brown far from a far then not be far from the truth
i am more, far more,than what meets the eye!
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Biography
Mufasa
Biography
Mufasa is a spoken word artist, actor and singer born and raised in Kenya. He popped into the spoken word scene after winning a spoken word slam competition. Since then Mufasa has been performing in all major poetry events in Kenya. Raised by a single mother, Mufasa is a passionate performer on stage and hides no emotions when he speaks about his life and disturbing issues in the society.
My Mother's Pride
I have cornered kings and queens but my friends try to belittle me saying, it was just chess!
I have been told to stop acting like a woman but with a mind like mine it is hard not to be pregnant… with ideas!
I have been told to be realistic, to focus on what is in sight , what is important, but what about that what happens at night, like stealing of coffins in burial sights, isn’t that a ‘grave’ matter?
I am old school, I have been raised with Reebok and Nike so the first time someone said to me Gucci I asked, who she?
I have watched stars, not those in the sky, those on TV
I have watched kids smile at flying kites
I have watched myself in the mirror, long, couple of times!
I have watched them too, give me the same stares,
stares asking when will I be a man
so I have questioned if I have extra balls at least apart from my eye balls!
see, I have doubted my integrity, I have let things SIT
when the lack of school fees, the missed classes STOOD to blame
I have forgotten those times I was a warrior and stuck to that moment when I was low, defeated,
I have died inside, so how can I care about tomorrow?
I have dwelt in the past because I see no future and i am not blind.
I have lost myself, my mind,
so what do I look for first, myself or my mind?
I have been in love,
I have been in love because I have watched her feel for him what I feel for her.
I have been a rock made of ice because I have melted in daylight
I have waken up alone to a loud silence so I have watched time go, move, just go!
I have paid my rent late for so long last month when I paid early my landlord said, ‘ah, hata nilikua nimesahau, hii ni ya last month? [I had even forgotten, this is last month’s huh?]
I have been a best man in a wedding before and I watched the bride marry a good guy but I was right there… the best man!!
I have stared at my phone a whole day without it ringing, with just a single text..
not from a best friend but Safaricom!
I guess they didn’t have to start with a hi if they simply wanted to remind me about my okoa jahazi balance, I understand.
but I have gone places in my mind
that my feet, can only envy.
I swim in thoughts that no drop of water made be,
I am dying of a hunger that has nothing to do with my stomach
See, I have strength in places my muscles cannot stomach!
So yes, I don’t know what my future holds
but as it stands right now, I am single
single because she was the kind that filled her chest with stockings to make them bigger for men eyes, what men eye, while I,
wanted a woman who will feel her heart with word and has a destiny bigger than what men see!
see she, wasn’t meant for me, me whom she, dressed in skimpy dresses for showing me her thighs,
her idea to leave me breathless,
when all I have ever wanted is a woman who will make me want to live more not breath less!
so yes I don’t know what the future holds
but I know my up has been because of throwing, giving up those memories of my mother throwing up, because of alcohol,
I don’t know what my future holds
but I know about yesterday when I stood shaking watching the body of her who I called a friend
and I closed my lips so I could scream in my head
I closed my eyes because that was the only way that I could see her smile
and I realized right there that it is stupid for me to brag that I am tall
when life itself , is short!
so yes I don’t know what the future holds but I ask,
I ask will it be different from a past,
that past where Michael Jackson ‘moon walked’
because I think it would av made a lot of sense if Neil Armstrong came up with the moon walk!
I ask myself, who do we think we are when we first think of our class one kids having laptops,
when there are kids out there learning under trees.
There are kids with empty stomachs
and buying those laptops first for them, means we are saying,
it’s okay to die of malnutrition when you get to class three or four but before you do can you please learn how to double click, you know!
Who do we think we are ?
when the first thing that we do when we get to parliament, when we get hired,
is to demand for a pay rise
forgetting that the first thing that we did when we voted you in was divide ourselves,
forgetting that the first thing that happened in 2007 when we divided ourselves,
was bloodshed!
so you go strong on your salaries while we stay weak with division.
I keep telling myself, before anyone says that we cannot kick him or her out of parliament, they should remember we kicked polio out of Africa!
Who do we think we are ?
when we choose to define our neighbors by their tribes,
because I have watched an election go bad,
I have watched my neighbor camp in a police station because she was not safe
and she was not safe because of her tribe?
Even six year old Justo was not safe while I watched his tennis ball that he loved to kick and bounce around on the ground,
on the ground because they left in a hurry so of course he must have forgotten it,
forgotten it because he was not safe and he was not safe because of his tribe?
while the robbers we knew, the child molesters, the wife beaters, the rapists,
they were safe as long as they were of a convenient tribe?
see, how we live confuses me
I knew I had a right to be confused in a world where a guinea pig is not a pig, right?
but now i know i really do have a right to be confused in a country where we fight for people who have their houses surrounded with security while we ourselves walk around with bodies that cannot even stand as guards!
If there is anything that life has taught me,
it’s that, we should fight!
not our neighbors, but fight those things that will make you and your neighbor to fight!
if there is anything that life has taught me,
its that, the peace that is needed out there, is in here.
for there to be peace in the world,
there must be peace in our minds, peace in our homes, peace in our neighborhoods,
that is the kind of peace that is needed out there.
so let it grow, let peace grow,
let it grow as our kids watch us live with ourselves, amongst ourselves,
because they are too short they might need to look up to us!
if there is anything that life has taught me,
its that I am not my mother’s tribe, I am her pride!
because when I was born she didn’t say, ‘whoa, another kalenjin!’
she said,’ another son!’
so hire me, work with me, love me, protect me, care for me,
not because of where I am from but because of who I am…
my personality, my ability,
because I am not my hair, I am not the colour on my skin, I am not the size of my shoe,
I am who I chose to be and those I did not chose!
so yes I am not my mothers tribe, I am her pride.
you and me can make our mother proud by living together in peace, love and unity
our mother, KENYA!
Featured Poem:
In a cold world
In a cold world, i stand here with a warm heart
and i stand tall coz i come short of fears
see mentally am limitless
these words i come up with, i give life to, long life
so to your ears i speak long years
see, i see what’s near, what’s here
what’s far, what’s farther, what my father did not do
when he fathered a son.
Even when i didn’t come first in class
my mother remembered to tell me i was bright
so i saw a light in me that i let shine
way before my Sunday school teacher asked me
to lead the kids in singing… `this little light of mine, im gonna let it shine…’
so take it, i stand tall
but take this, i take my knees to the floor
coz i recognize am not perfect i have flaws
but as an artist, i have this style, this flow
that is me!
yeah, am original
ask computers, i don’t even copy paste
in fact, the fast and last time i tried to copy anything
i was three, and i was crawling like a cat!
but if that doesn’t make sense, i have another sense
a sense of belonging, coz for long i have longed to belong
though i started with owning, my own
so i wrote a lot of words and now i own words along with a few fullstops and commas
A few, coz i don’t like to pause
i guess its the reason instead of shutting up
i prefer to run out of words
i know this, i know things, i know…
its not Jay Z, its a Mayor that is needed to run this town
a mob to run a riot, strength to run a race
but all i need is a mind, this mind, my mind
and I’ll cover those empty papers you see
with words that you’ll see
will flow with ease, like water like seas
they say, music takes you to a place where word cannot go
guess what, i take words to places music wants to come along
Am this image of words written, what’s written
i give words a face so am the face of words spoken, forgotten
that Van dross Luther sang, Martin Luther inspired
and i flow with energy, so am ready to give you
six watts of sick words, what’s what?
am a disease, you need vaccines
for maybe rabies
coz i barked back when i was a baby
but hey, i don’t tell naked truths
see i, dress my words
i make them up, i give them make up and if am made up, then am made up of words
even if i make them up!
and this is me because I am my words
and i arm my words with ammunition, with muscle,
so when you tell me am nothing, i will shoot you and drag you on the floor with my words
With words, i knock on justice doors,
walk on never traded floors,
i break silence, i create moments
with words, am too cool. freeze that!
and i keep hitting it, Joe Frazer
my past bar, erase that
coz i keep raising that
Am not your ordinary man, not your common man
in fact, the only time am near common
is when am the sense in common sense
but let that not mean the world doesn’t live in me
if anything, its my conscience that keeps leaving me
coz i live far from my mind
so most of the time, am out of my mind
see, when my dad left us, it was my mom that was strong
i was the playful one
it was my mom that was strong
paying bills, making it seem like we lacked nothing
making us understand, to lack one thing doesn’t stop us from achieving everything
so now when i strip naked and look at myself in the mirror
i see a lie, a lie because i feel i have balls the size of coconuts
the only thing i fear is hollow dreams
so instead of wanting to dunk, i want to be above the rim
yes am optimistic, way positive
in fact, the only thing negative in my life is my H.I.V status
so tell the world I am a lion
a lion because my mind roars
see even when my lips have been closed,
even where my move has been to tip toe
even where i have been seen alone,
i have actually been crowded with shouting thoughts running in my mind!
so tell the world am a lion
a lion because my mind roars
but call me a cub where i, play with words more than Stevie wonder with keys but still,
am a lion
a lion because my mind roars
but if you cant tell my brown far from a far then not be far from the truth
i am more, far more,than what meets the eye!
My Mother's Pride
I have cornered kings and queens but my friends try to belittle me saying, it was just chess!
I have been told to stop acting like a woman but with a mind like mine it is hard not to be pregnant… with ideas!
I have been told to be realistic, to focus on what is in sight , what is important, but what about that what happens at night, like stealing of coffins in burial sights, isn’t that a ‘grave’ matter?
I am old school, I have been raised with Reebok and Nike so the first time someone said to me Gucci I asked, who she?
I have watched stars, not those in the sky, those on TV
I have watched kids smile at flying kites
I have watched myself in the mirror, long, couple of times!
I have watched them too, give me the same stares,
stares asking when will I be a man
so I have questioned if I have extra balls at least apart from my eye balls!
see, I have doubted my integrity, I have let things SIT
when the lack of school fees, the missed classes STOOD to blame
I have forgotten those times I was a warrior and stuck to that moment when I was low, defeated,
I have died inside, so how can I care about tomorrow?
I have dwelt in the past because I see no future and i am not blind.
I have lost myself, my mind,
so what do I look for first, myself or my mind?
I have been in love,
I have been in love because I have watched her feel for him what I feel for her.
I have been a rock made of ice because I have melted in daylight
I have waken up alone to a loud silence so I have watched time go, move, just go!
I have paid my rent late for so long last month when I paid early my landlord said, ‘ah, hata nilikua nimesahau, hii ni ya last month? [I had even forgotten, this is last month’s huh?]
I have been a best man in a wedding before and I watched the bride marry a good guy but I was right there… the best man!!
I have stared at my phone a whole day without it ringing, with just a single text..
not from a best friend but Safaricom!
I guess they didn’t have to start with a hi if they simply wanted to remind me about my okoa jahazi balance, I understand.
but I have gone places in my mind
that my feet, can only envy.
I swim in thoughts that no drop of water made be,
I am dying of a hunger that has nothing to do with my stomach
See, I have strength in places my muscles cannot stomach!
So yes, I don’t know what my future holds
but as it stands right now, I am single
single because she was the kind that filled her chest with stockings to make them bigger for men eyes, what men eye, while I,
wanted a woman who will feel her heart with word and has a destiny bigger than what men see!
see she, wasn’t meant for me, me whom she, dressed in skimpy dresses for showing me her thighs,
her idea to leave me breathless,
when all I have ever wanted is a woman who will make me want to live more not breath less!
so yes I don’t know what the future holds
but I know my up has been because of throwing, giving up those memories of my mother throwing up, because of alcohol,
I don’t know what my future holds
but I know about yesterday when I stood shaking watching the body of her who I called a friend
and I closed my lips so I could scream in my head
I closed my eyes because that was the only way that I could see her smile
and I realized right there that it is stupid for me to brag that I am tall
when life itself , is short!
so yes I don’t know what the future holds but I ask,
I ask will it be different from a past,
that past where Michael Jackson ‘moon walked’
because I think it would av made a lot of sense if Neil Armstrong came up with the moon walk!
I ask myself, who do we think we are when we first think of our class one kids having laptops,
when there are kids out there learning under trees.
There are kids with empty stomachs
and buying those laptops first for them, means we are saying,
it’s okay to die of malnutrition when you get to class three or four but before you do can you please learn how to double click, you know!
Who do we think we are ?
when the first thing that we do when we get to parliament, when we get hired,
is to demand for a pay rise
forgetting that the first thing that we did when we voted you in was divide ourselves,
forgetting that the first thing that happened in 2007 when we divided ourselves,
was bloodshed!
so you go strong on your salaries while we stay weak with division.
I keep telling myself, before anyone says that we cannot kick him or her out of parliament, they should remember we kicked polio out of Africa!
Who do we think we are ?
when we choose to define our neighbors by their tribes,
because I have watched an election go bad,
I have watched my neighbor camp in a police station because she was not safe
and she was not safe because of her tribe?
Even six year old Justo was not safe while I watched his tennis ball that he loved to kick and bounce around on the ground,
on the ground because they left in a hurry so of course he must have forgotten it,
forgotten it because he was not safe and he was not safe because of his tribe?
while the robbers we knew, the child molesters, the wife beaters, the rapists,
they were safe as long as they were of a convenient tribe?
see, how we live confuses me
I knew I had a right to be confused in a world where a guinea pig is not a pig, right?
but now i know i really do have a right to be confused in a country where we fight for people who have their houses surrounded with security while we ourselves walk around with bodies that cannot even stand as guards!
If there is anything that life has taught me,
it’s that, we should fight!
not our neighbors, but fight those things that will make you and your neighbor to fight!
if there is anything that life has taught me,
its that, the peace that is needed out there, is in here.
for there to be peace in the world,
there must be peace in our minds, peace in our homes, peace in our neighborhoods,
that is the kind of peace that is needed out there.
so let it grow, let peace grow,
let it grow as our kids watch us live with ourselves, amongst ourselves,
because they are too short they might need to look up to us!
if there is anything that life has taught me,
its that I am not my mother’s tribe, I am her pride!
because when I was born she didn’t say, ‘whoa, another kalenjin!’
she said,’ another son!’
so hire me, work with me, love me, protect me, care for me,
not because of where I am from but because of who I am…
my personality, my ability,
because I am not my hair, I am not the colour on my skin, I am not the size of my shoe,
I am who I chose to be and those I did not chose!
so yes I am not my mothers tribe, I am her pride.
you and me can make our mother proud by living together in peace, love and unity
our mother, KENYA!
Comments
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Blessed be thy name that thought it wise to unravel wisdom beneath the words that these artists dream, pardon me walk on, I mean fly on coz believe I’m more than thrilled MJ can’t compare! Weldone Muafas
Sammy Gideon Wetala -
my icon ,my mentor,you inspire this souls .superb work there
martinmuhando -
True Inspiration indeed.
Ash -
ooooh ….xo expresive
juviela -
In awe
In amazement
In wonder
…I wonder how i will do something like this ????You are a LION #MUFASA
Diana Mwelesa -
i love your poetry..so.inspiring
brenda bree -
Awesome Lesson….I am not my mother’s tribe I am her pride.
Musee254 -
MUFASA you’re a rare gem. Keep the fire burning buddy
Hothan -
Its beautiful..when i read this i have a hope for better days because atleast i am made aware that i always have a choice to do what is right
kemuma moseti -
beautiful strings of words. I LOVE YOUR WORK! !
Andeko Harrison -
I really love your work….so inspiring
sharon neno -
The poetry is top notch so amazing and inspiring….. You are truly good at this.. My favorite is” to my future wife “…..
Consolata -
Mufasa inspires me in so many ways, at times i feel like i should force everyone like him, he is so good at what he does. i pray and hope to see him places. much love #teammufasa
Sherry -
nice piece like the art…
cosmus -
mufasa you are an inspiration…..big up and may God you go places….#teamMufasa forever…in love with your words
QuinQuintine -
I love his flow, his uniqueness and creativity…people should create music from his words.
L.O.V.E. -
hi,the poet mufasa you inspire me a lot with your creativity…
gilly hoodz -
Kudos mufasa…great work.
personaly,am na upcoming spoken word poet.
My fb page “The Wannbe Poet”
A.k.a Young Legend.Young Legend -
it is really creative. well done brother!
help me make such poems pleasechubbs_ -
i have always like this guy and would wish to be like him one day big up bro u be my mentor
henryojwang -
tis’ goody bro..i’ll join you one day
poet malel -
Arguably the best in Kenya in my opinion. Roar on Mufasa, you dont have to be a LION to be KING.
George
Blessed be thy name that thought it wise to unravel wisdom beneath the words that these artists dream, pardon me walk on, I mean fly on coz believe I’m more than thrilled MJ can’t compare! Weldone Muafas
my icon ,my mentor,you inspire this souls .superb work there
True Inspiration indeed.
ooooh ….xo expresive
In awe
In amazement
In wonder
…I wonder how i will do something like this ?
???You are a LION #MUFASA
i love your poetry..so.inspiring
Awesome Lesson….I am not my mother’s tribe I am her pride.
MUFASA you’re a rare gem. Keep the fire burning buddy
Its beautiful..when i read this i have a hope for better days because atleast i am made aware that i always have a choice to do what is right
beautiful strings of words. I LOVE YOUR WORK! !
I really love your work….so inspiring
The poetry is top notch so amazing and inspiring….. You are truly good at this.. My favorite is” to my future wife “…..
Mufasa inspires me in so many ways, at times i feel like i should force everyone like him, he is so good at what he does. i pray and hope to see him places. much love #teammufasa
nice piece like the art…
mufasa you are an inspiration…..big up and may God you go places….#teamMufasa forever…in love with your words
Quin
I love his flow, his uniqueness and creativity…people should create music from his words.
hi,the poet mufasa you inspire me a lot with your creativity…
Kudos mufasa…great work.
personaly,am na upcoming spoken word poet.
My fb page “The Wannbe Poet”
A.k.a Young Legend.
it is really creative. well done brother!
help me make such poems please
i have always like this guy and would wish to be like him one day big up bro u be my mentor
tis’ goody bro..i’ll join you one day
Arguably the best in Kenya in my opinion. Roar on Mufasa, you dont have to be a LION to be KING.