HOLLOW HEARTS

Written by: Kizito Sidegu

the episode took place near the sewer
the boy lay lifeless on the stiff ground
his heart beat loudly in terror
his white clothes now red in color
a rowdy mob circled him
like vultures awaiting their pray to die
his horrified eyes gave their last look
but no one dared to save his life
yet we call our selves humans

missiles of rocks were fired towards him
red splashes filled the air
it was a horror movie in reality
a skinny woman wailed in pain
as she shielded the boy in great sobs
yet no one listened or moved a finger
in mid air she was thrown away
landing in the junky sewer
people watched as if it were a circus
yet they call themselves humans

the grim rippers gambled his verdict
the judge gave his eternal verdict,
cremation he thought was the best
mzee Bakar condemned them to hell
yet they laughed and said they'll meet him their
the mood was silent,dogs barked,mothers wailed
another incidence in the misty shanty
the boy was tied like a gift bag
yet they call themselves men

time passed and people were thirsty
thirsty for blood they named him a gangster
they baptized him with diesel and chained him with a tire
the matchbox was ready in wait
women covered their eyes
men held their breath
suddenly gunshots filled the air
people took to their heels
as o land rover grand to a halt
people in blue uniforms dashed out in haste
that's the humane spirit

gently they carried the boy to the vehicle
in high speed they left the place
in the midst of curses and jeers from the angry mob
on reaching the hospital the news was obvious
internal bleeding and broken limbs
made the poor boy visit Hades
so young yet so easily
a life had been lost on peoples hand
yet we call our selves humans

unable to pay the mortuary dues
another cross-less grave awaits the boys body
deep 6 feet under his soul shall rest
his family shall weep forever
having lost the only son
unemployment being the course
many boys will die
crime rates will be at their peak
yet no one tries to stop the situation
and we call ourselves humans

timo was his name
the only son of mama Amina
he died three years go
500shillings was enough
to give him a death warrant
and a free ticket to hell
he wasn't the first victim
many died before him
at the mercy of their fellow mankind
yet we call ourselves humans

the chief finished his eulogy amidst tears
the whole of ghetto inhabitants cursed their act
anger had been the course
yet the government was to blame
for the high rates of unemployment
Timo died a hero,a hero!