The Silent Village
The Silent Village
In a silent, cool and quiet village I used to stay
Life was sweet, enjoyable and never in a hurry
Taking animals to graze, playing with other kids and swimming daily
Walking by clean and silent rivers where water was flowing freely
But if one doesn’t complete duties and chores, parents punished us dearly
Those days, life in that village was not only good, but also enjoyable
Schools were miles away, but we were never late
We wore no shoes, blazers and modern bags, but we looked great
In that village the dress code was simple but everybody was neat
Mothers bought cheap “mtumba” clothes in the nearest market
Men going to hunt and slaughter animals to balance the diet
Shopping list was a self-composed song to the shop when a child was sent
Those days life in that village was not only good, but also enjoyable
Everything was communal and batter trade was the affair
Cases of incitement, corruption and theft were not there
Discipline and correction of children was a community affair
To correct and punish any wrong child, every parent could dare
Scent of traditional food, honey and wild fruits used to fill the air
Those days life in that village was not only good, but also enjoyable
Sadly I sit today, I watch the world escalating
Skyscrapers mushrooming where the silent village used to be lying
Digital marketing replacing the sweet batter trading
Gated communities, where children do not know those neighboring
Good morals and behaviors in young ones diminishing
Pollution everywhere and Mother Nature wailing
Those days life in that village was not only good, but also enjoyable
(By Waweru Ngugi)
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