The sky is falling, the wind is calling. Stand for something or die in the morning. Visions of Harriet Tubman staring at me. Ramogi placed a hex on my future, someone catch me. I’m falling victim to a revolutionary song – the Serengeti’s clone. Everything on TV just a figment of imagination, I don’t want a plastic nation, dread that like a Haitian. We have to stay on beat, because our life’s an instrumental. This is physical and mental, I’ll probably get bashed by pro- mau mau freedom fighters but I won’t sugar coat it.
Last time I checked, we were racing with Marcus Garvey and Malcolm X quotes; millennial generation so boxed up not to notice efforts of likes of Harriet Tubman.
I want everybody to view my autopsy, so you can see exactly where the corrupt system had shot me. No disrespect to our prominent freedom fighters but it’s about time we gave credits to the likes of Harriet Tubman of our African History. I wonder if the likes of mekatilili wa menza also got compensation like our Mau Mau older folks. Don’t misquote me, but I’d rather have everyone getting due credit. I have a dream similar will probably be reflected in our nation. I’d rather have a 40 shilling coin casted Koitalel arap Samoei than its current tenant.
No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable.They play musical chairs once I’m on that pedestal.
So get up off that slave ship and build your own pyramids.write your own hieroglyphs.
Five-star dishes, food for thought. Back to put you backstabbing system, back on your spinal bone; mention tribesmen and women who fought for this independence. Much respect to our politicians, but we need to celebrate those warriors and affiliates of the war who aren’t recognized. The underground tunnel likes of our history. I still call it out a crooked system because folks still think luos came from Southern Sudan, huh! Rather than teaching us likes of Otto Von Bismarck and sugar coating how Cecil Rhodes colonized us; actually actioned a nation with people in it; buh they don’t mention that because it sounds too radical. That’s why they were so quick to shut down Gaddafi. So before you ride branding yourself the nigga word, know those white folks called us monkeys and worse.
Dear Lord come save me, the devil’s working hard. He probably clocking double shifts on all of his jobs. Sorry I can’t turn the other cheek.
Welcome to my independence.