Kukhu Naliaka
Kukhu Naliaka today, I must echo your heroine
For your successful motherhood, you carried a dozen
Despite the fact say, your belly needed food
Truly you sacrificed full, to carry my father then
While many thought of, bread blue band and tea
My dad you fed of, products of your starves
Grandmother on your back, him as you weeded fee
Out of many you fought, to milk for your calves
The story the story, strong after he left her
I thought she'd fail, for a lover you lost
In Seventies you're sorry, but still a wrestler
Kukhu Naliaka not frail, still on and most
In your old age I echo, the legacy of your tummy
For not carrying food, but good for generation
And the way you took, to teach us the manners
Of value you stood, firm as vice your negation
Your long-term dress you say, a chest could hole
For you gave value to need, and prioritized the wants
All that bought bicycles, long in the red earth sole
Ahsante for you brought, many to marry our mums
I pray shall you stay, to realize your dream
The most expensive shoe, for a woman you're true
Your epoch lacked slay queens, my aunts so true
Kukhu Naliaka your foe, shall age and go thro'
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