Tribute To Garissa Massacre Victims
On your way to hell, you entered Garissa Universit
Keenly you took time, carefully shooting them
With a myriad of bullets, tearing what you thought
Were built of woods, hits sponges rocks or bricks
In Masinde Muliro stadium, waiting singing the dirges
For demolished bodies to come, each in personal vehicles
Soon a motorcade arrived, even the birds around
Woke up to sob some, for their nests in ashes
On your way to heaven, greet the victims of
Garissa University massacre, tell them so
The world behind them, still insecure not serious
For the gun men come, to shoot kill and go
On your way to heaven, pass through hell
Hug Sir Seseseko and, Shake Amini’s hand
To them tell this, their colleagues aren’t well
For vicious endeavors, and malice here end
On your way to heaven, tell the Garissa University
Victims of brute malice, sorcery and armored scorn
Sufferers of insecurity, butchery and impunity
Vicious bitter injustice, still reigns the human
At last I sing a song, a song of freedom
A song of smile and, sing a song of hope
For on your way of brute, and peaceful boredom
You fell in an endless peace, yo’ pieces resting home
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