I MISS KENYA

I miss Kenya, the country I loved.

That country, where Oginga Odinga

Selflessly declined power and might

Not for Tom Mboya, nor for Robert Ouko,

No! Not for Lawrence Oguda, not for his tribesman.

He did it for the freedom of a hero,

That man Kamau Wa Ngegi, the freedom fighter

We called him Jomo Kenyatta, the founder of our nation.

I miss Kenya, the country I loved.

That country, where parents and elders

Would seat youths and children for counsel

Where morals were valued more than life itself

People lived in peace, love and harmony

In Kenya, Otieno, Kiprono and Njoroge

Meant nothing else, but mere names

John and Mohamed were just names too.

I miss Kenya, the country I loved

That country, where the people’s welfare

Is way much better than the leaders’ satisfaction.

Where drought, flood, diseases and poverty

Have no room, are unheard of

Because of joint effort, an unbreakable unity

In Kenya, the leaders represent the people’s interest

Even if they’re against their own.  

I miss my home, though at home

The Kenya I loved is no more, it’s gone

Tribalism, corruption, discrimination, embezzlement,

Are now the songs of the day,

Floods, drought, diseases, poverty, wars, terrorism,

Are quickly making real Kenyans extinct

Leaders no longer represent our interest,

They represent their stomachs, because Kenya is theirs.

Who hears my cry? Nobody!!

Where is my country headed? Is there a future?

Where did we go wrong fellow Kenyans?

Can we reverse everything, and bring Kenya back?

Who poisoned the minds of our youths?

Why can’t parents give their children elderly counsel?

Leaders, why don’t you hear our cry?

I miss Kenya, I really miss Kenya!