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Tears From Kenya
From Kenya came Kenyatta the great One of Africa's greatest of all time a land rich in nobility and heroism yet greatly disliked by nature! Situated in the scorching sun of Africa and rarely visited by annual showers. Four years on, nature has withheld its dews! Not a day of rainfall to quench our thirst and nature's fury. Kenya, a Somali ally and sister in suffering is in pains and needs healing and relief. The echoes of your children lingers and rent the earth. Their tears sears my conscience, nay the conscience of the world. They cried and wept until their straight failed them. The cry of hunger, thirst and hopelessness. our neighbors, stingy as rain, pity us not! Oh, wickedness! For four years, the blessing of rainfall cast away by non-humans. Our cattle daily die of starvation the tillers of the ground lament vehemently because of nature's hostility. Our frail skeleton buried six feet under in humiliation. keep us safe from further decline and send us rain in due season. I weep hard to watch lovely Kenya decline in value and substance and to see her children tears drop on my conscience.
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