Dead Man Return Saying
My sons and daughters
You sing no song of daylight
For the sun is your enemy
You sing instead of shadows and darkness
And the memories of your midnight meetings
Turning twists and turns of events
Have rendered me sleepless
In grave you laid me to rest
Booms and bombs for lack of security
Gives me no peace as you said in my burial day
“Mzee in peace me”
You have forgotten the meaning of the real state
And masterminded the meaning of real estate
The love for the nation that I left
The flowers that beautified the nation
I can’t really see them again.
I love the way you promise my people
Good health but the doctor are still on strikes
Good education but the teachers are not paid
Fine security but most of them still die
My sons and daughters, what have you done after mzee?
My people died in Mpeketoni
My relatives died in Westgate
My children died for having nothing in the plate (unga)
My grandchildren died in Mandera
Your brothers died in Garissa
Oooooo my God, you deserve a whip
Did I carry my whip, what a waste you have done to my people?
I send you Baba
Go go go go rescue my people
Go whip out the corrupted culprits
Go give my people employment
Go give them food
Go beautify the nation by considering the environment
Go take them to Canaan, I send you
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