Famine and starvation are ravaging our lands
Maladies are threatening our very existence
Droughts are browning our greens
People are famished
Floods sweep away our prized possessions
Buildings under construction fall every day
Burying our sons under the rubble
People are distraught
Road carnages kill our loved ones daily
Planes and trains other merchants of death
Accidental fires cremate our living
People are melancholic
Terror groups bomb our planes
Militias behead our mothers
Vigilantes torch our houses
People are pensive
Elephants feasts on our farms
Trampling our farmers
Not once, but frequently
People are heavy hearted
Our public offices are riddled with bad leaders
Their interests ever first
Hoodwinking us and turning us against each other
People are stupefied
Ooh Kenya, the land of the brave
Ooh Kenya, the land of brotherhood
Ooh Kenya, the land of Jaramogi and Kenyatta
Why did the gods forsake us; to unleash such torrents of pestilence?
Robert Aseda
(My poems)
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