A candid letter to President Uhuru Kenyatta

The moment you won the presidency race

We cheered you through the streets;

The toothless and boys stood cheering by,

Young and old on dusty slum shanties.

Today, the paths grew narrow,

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Tall green-grass with pythons,

All signing books with you and for you,

The smugglers never left behind.

A young brilliant man you looked,

Admired by both your friend and foes

Glory never lasts, it withers quicker than the rose,

For you will never learn nor reason.

I Kissinger can just wonder,

Who is left to care, my dear poor country,

Once headed for glorious moment

But now wobbling like a wounded gazelle

A nation full of thugs and robbers,

Infested with flies of corruption;

But you cannot see the record cut,

The president’s ears have stopped to listen.

Now you will swell your belly,

Your opponents are merrying on your ignorance

And you tethered with corrupt ministers

Your name died before your fame.

Echoes fill the hallowed country,

Your officers robbing us our dues,

Clear and forwarding is their mantra,

Are you still defending them?

Our chins are tiredly lifted up,

Strengthly longing for another unbecoming era,

So long as they fill their quench,

But give us what is ours, nevertheless the size.