There’s no much to say about myself -I am still finding out who I am. Like a frigate, I am sailing around the globe, looking for the isle of self. I sing to keep from wailing. I write to keep my hands from trembling with indignation.
I am nobody’s darling. I am an outcast wearing the contradictions of my life around my body. Like a marathoner wearing his country’s flag after winning the race.
When I am not blogging, I look for a smile in the moon, a wink in the stars, and His face in the sun.
My name is Gilbert Mwangi. You can call me MG.