Urban Song

This poem was published in a primary school magazine probably submitted by a pupil and the first time I read it I just fell in love with it and thought about sharing with my readers. Enjoy A downing moment for all, Social day for the local and global, A sign of new opportunity for the mortal, A half year for the business fiscal, A new draft of the calendar, A new age for everyone, And new hope for the optimistic The year 2009 perhaps two thousand and nine, But not two thousand and mine, A time for Usain Bolt to shine, For Michael Jackson to follow the line, With the fallen greats to wine and dine, But lo! And Behold! A new year from our Lord God, A mirage of yesterday, The yester’s two thousand and then, Is today’s two thousand and eleven. A time to awaken For placement of the displaced, For resettlement of the unsettled, Development of the undeveloped. A year for the candidates to shine, A time of repent for the fallen And time to resurrect our patience and love as Kenyans, A year of

I was tired and wasted, Had neither desire nor the urge to pick it up, Staring at the darkness in my mind, Trying to collect every bit of my thoughts, Anything that will run across, But all was vague I was blank, Could not start could not stop, I could not erase what was down, I cursed whatever brought me here, Looked ahead but the exit was nowhere near, The place seemed so strange so unusual Maybe I was in the writer’s block, The melody was gone, The passion was now bitter, Sense seemed the only way to think, The eyes refused to blink, For my feelings were on paper, I was in a circle myself in the center, Possibly could go in any direction, To reach the margin and end this frustration, But my feet ran a ground, Everything was against my efforts, The body, the mind and my soul were not willing, I needed a reason to up my spirit, I needed a splint to light the fire, Raise it up to light the end of this tunnel.

We are from the same mother, our homeland, our neighborhood and lands further, like birds of the same feather, diversity is ours yes but the minority tend to disagree, part of human nature yes to some degree, if I stand aside and look at society, I see one big round entity, held together by the common phrase 'humanity' but why should I be alone on this side, If get washed by the incoming tide, on my own I will drown, so I came down and joined this crowd, and embrace the human culture, like those born of the same mother, her name is Mama Kenya.