Kigali, In I Am

Kigali! You’re a dream differed An indefinite dream for unkeyed You break too many hearts Heal too many souls abruptly Kill so many indeed loves Thus incite a life of pretense. You’re a money made lifestyle A suitable dilapidate religion A refuge to desperate buddies That many believe you’re a curb Yet you confuse fidelitous colleens And deceive whoever you want. But you’re a dam of opportunities. Kigali! You’re a home without taboos An essence of somewhat hopes Where people move each night Couples break back and forth Relationships built over sights basis Where everyone mind their own hassles Big players are the best prayers Where worship is a vital business Preaching, a sophisticated deal With a new mean of divination Yet it’s got a certain overnight And God is only sought by troubled! But you’re a land of many chances. Kigali! You’re a Neverland we never plot Thus many of us don’t mind you But still can’t revert to birthplaces. You’re a confusing glittering promise Enormous attractants diverting youngsters Where speaking a mother tongue is illiterate A place that changed many of us names Where tramping is a tiresome sport Many starve and won’t ever surrender Such a place of modernity and technology That even modernized feelings and foods Bodies can be remade and looks created. And you’re a center of creativity.