2012 beckons and threatens
the coming of thunder
and the renewal of vows
my people desires a MESS-iah
i am but a rehabilitated con wo/man
i will lead from behind
it is safer there
for the frontline
is awash with risks
flying bullets
and scattering smithereens
could slice my pretty face
i must lead from behind
i am a true revolutionary
in the Kenyan meaning of terms
i will declare the action
and prescribe the masses
i will provide transport
to ferry the mobilised
i will arrange for coverage
by the scribes i have in bondage
then
when the bullets flower
and tear gas begin to choke
when the helter and the skelter
converge in fateful mortality
i will summon for me a conference
and the news to make i shall
not in the canister-laden streets
neither along the blood-stained emergency wards
where 'my people' now lay in agony
writing in excruciatingly sweet pain
neither upon the pulpit of the grand mosque
nor on the steps of the city's cathedral
but in the comfort of my securely gated abode
it is a great sacrifice you see
this leadership thing
'MY PEOPLE'
© December 2011
