Kenya
Its sad uncouth satanic
Aware and unawares executed
Don’t prick my eyes unless you blind
Lets all wake up clean our ears
Its all in airwaves lest you damn
Said provocations through unwashed teeth
To bring down God’s effort of peace
Accept your old age and lost battle
Let the chosen anointed do the job
A retirement package sent by courier
Till the ground welcomes you royally
Gather your people, leave a humble legacy
Country among the few left standing
With a throne of Almighty ruling
Devil looser liar no way through
From Fathers throne He will command
And those who heed you will perish
To darkest pit you lead the trail
Father have mercy our Canaan crying
For forever the throne you will hold
Restore peace and calm glory to you
Lead our leaders that they lead wisely
Your strength we seek for our leaders
And condemnation to our enemies
Copyright © Esther Muchai | Year Posted 2014
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