A Cracked Ground

By Ombuge Moses Mama! You sleep on a crack ground Empty is the stomach Hot is the sun Nothing to quench the crack The thirst is killing Cracked is my throat Helplessly you lay You sleep on a crack ground Baba! Your cry is echoing My ears cannot stop My tears cool my cheeks My face is running dry You sleep in a crack ground Forever never to see you again Mama has followed you Death has come It’s so helpless Who to run to They promised food They brought food They promised water They brought water We need food We need water We are dying of hunger, of thirst Who will take care of me the orphan? Will I die before the next food come? Will I die before the next water come? Will I die like Baba? Will I lay helpless to death like Mama? Heavenly GOD Your mercy I cry indeed In need Not In want When they saw us dying They brought canned food When they saw us dying They brought bottled water This is a customary issue, problem Death of hunger Thirst to death The solution is death, for me For you, solution- canned food, bottled water We need a source Give us a water source To plant the seed To eat from our labor Weeding, Oh! How is it done? Irrigating the plant Nurturing the crop To live to see a generation A healthy life An ordinary way to live To this Mama! You sleep on a cracked ground Baba! You sleep in a cracked ground Dead, you are gone I your son, Tonight, I sleep on a cracked ground If I see tomorrow, I will bury you Mama I will water your grave Baba If they give me a water source Bottled one, I will quench The thirst that killed you Mama Use the source to irrigate Plant a seed, to grow food A generation A future A healthy mind Never to sleep On, In, A cracked ground God, to guide A Kenyan, for a generation