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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Open Letter to you, MY LOVELY HATE SPEECH I hate my speech today, yesterday and the day dust rises. I was there opening my eyes carelessly, smiling like an idiot I was gazing shamelessly, walking like an idler without course Little did I notice my vehicle lose direction; little did I notice my head bleeding I was just there; the settled dust rising, tables turning, grenades and bullets are now apples Little did I know the power in my lovely hate speech. What pride did we get after slaughtering fellow Kenyans like goats, What are the stuttering rifles rattling about, are humans turning game, What are the grenades doing in civilian pockets, are they keys Why are the churches burning, you cannot tell me tis the holy ghost fire, What has that neighbour done, why is that policeman lying there, Why is no body answering me, am I alone, or are you wondering too Should I assess the power in my lovely hate speech, am concerned. My love speech I hate you, my hate speech I love you Both speeches are one, are the same, of same taste, I hate my passion for you I love my fellow politician, i love his dirge during my friend’s burial You bleeding mammoth my friend, I like your corrupt tummy You scavenger of your own carcass, I like your greed for power You megalomaniac virus of a beloved country, we love you, let us be Little do we know death will let you release us, How uncertain are we of you. My eyes are full of your ocean, the palace you exhume immorality My ears are preoccupied with your desert, the desert devoid of trust, and the just My nostrils have your pungent infamy, your callous greed, your everything My mind can’t decipher the thought of your sanity, your policies and you You make me lose taste, you make me look like you, you make me you I am youthful to the economy, i am youthful to the wise, am not youthful to your “youth” Little do i know death will let you release me, How uncertain am i of you. Am talking about you, what have i said about me? What? I hope I know the promise in my Kenyan Anthem I hope I have a plan of getting rid of the chaff, the you I hope am not you, i hope you don’t like seeing me wise I hope your son is listening, the son that wants my very own daughter I hope am the government, the government of me, for me and by me I hope i know peace, the peace am preaching, the peace you hate. I hope. Yours Kenyan, Mzee Emmanuel Mwau.
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