I Wish I Knew How To Cry

i wish i knew how to cry then indeed i would do so i would sit down break down like in hymn lyrically, rhythmically wail let the tears flood out empty the soul cool my puffy cheeks i would cry till lord came back you ask why, my brother, sister it is simple i would cry for the beggar in the dusty streets hopeless, homeless, left to wallow in the whims of desperation i would cry for the empty stomachs the hungry wails of starving children the drooped bare breasts of mother with no fodder for the toddlers i would cry for peace, or for lack of it a country thrown into chaos a country whose agenda is mismatched propaganda, ill motives politics of hatred, fear left right center i would cry for armageddon for salvation of souls for brother turning against brother for the desolation of minds dialects fragmenting souls blood spill tears shed love lost homes crushed death... yes, i would cry for my country Kenya, if only i knew how. Wanjeru Kamau