Who is Francis Omariba

In the family of Charles Omariba and Teresa Kerubo ,Francis Omariba was born on 5th June 1998 ( Nyankanda village, Marani sub county in Kisii county). Attended Nyankanda D.O. K primary school for early education and later Nyagiti DEB Primary school. He sat for Kenya certificate of primary education in the year 2012 and passed well. In 2013 , he was enrolled in St. Paul's Nyankanda secondary school and sat for K.C.S.E in the year 2016 He acquired a degree ( Bachelor of education arts) from Lukenya University upon completion of a five years course . He mastered Kiswahili language, currently a kiswahili teacher RELIGION Was baptized as a seventh day Adventist member , SDA in the year 2011. He is a committed servant and has been ordained in the Lord's service. Preaching the everla...
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Francis Omariba Poems

  • Weary For Nothing
    Waking up early in the morning
    Just before the birds rise
    All hurry to work
    Office doors receives you ...
  • A Time Of Distress
    Life in time of distress
    Bitterness and emptiness
    Your heart feels heavy
    Heavy than a bag of sand ...
  • Hope In Darkness
    Down the bushy path
    Walked an old man
    His mind apart
    Lonely but felt warm ...
  • Never Again
    Come rain come sun
    Memories shall not fade
    Walking up and down
    Muddy road stuck ...
  • Not A Swing
    Holding a wooden stick
    Walking in a bush so thick
    That when the stick falls
    Not be seen ever ...
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Francis omariba : Francis Omariba is a poet and motivational speaker. He writes poems in English and Swahili language.

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Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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