how can my soul
ever-bleeding from political rape
blend with the sky of optimism
that now sweeps over my whole being
how will the cocks' incessant crows
mend the torn threads of our Kenyanity
or repair the strained bonds of our common humanity
can the criminal deliver justice
in this land of paper sovereignty
where victims are jeered
victimizers cheered
and the guilty cleared
will humanity sit and cheer us on
in this our search for a livable past
or will they compromise,
like the church,
to the infantile rage of spoilt political imbeciles
© April 2011
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