Monday 30 June 2014

Song of Glory.

I can't break down and weep,
Even if my glands rapture.
I have to see the beauty,
And feel the fragrance of tomorrow,
Once the night dies.

Could somebody curse the sun?
It has done us evil,
It has kept rain at bay,
Tanned our beautiful skins,
Razed our fortune to oblivion,
And warmly welcomed famine; and hunger...

But someday somebody:
Will tickle the sky,
It will laugh and laugh;
It will cry and cry--
Never to shut up.
Thence forth shall come tears,
To wipe dust from our itching eyes,
We'll regain composure;
Thus know where to step--
In fire, mud or warm thresholds...

Wagtails shall sing and sing,
Sweet hymns-- long drowned by guns and groans,
Whilst dancing and love making, on sprouting olives,
And a cold breeze whirl by--
Away taking oduors of today.

Children everywhere shall,
In unison sing:
Odes to heroes fallen,
Whilst naked, dancing Ndombolo...
Stomachs-full of yams and fish.

To their Simbas, men shall return,
After seasons of whoring and warring...
Women will be rendered pregnant--again and again,
Thus recover from the bout of barrenness,
And the toxic conjugal thirst...

Women shall no more writhe in cold,
But moan and gasp--
Amid sensational cuddling, kissing, caressing...
Their thin and flabby breasts,
Shall no more sag;
But swell and distend with colostrum,
To nourish gallant sons and daughters:
To spark violent revolutions;
And buy freedom for our people.

Our girls shall no more desperately linger,
In bus terminals, and filthy streets-- Koinange, Sodom and Gomorrah...
Whilst adorning in belt-cum-skirts,
Their hives wide open for combers.
Our girls shall no more wander,
Like criminals and fugitives:
Just to away keep their vital clitorises;
Beyond reach by the butcher's knife!

We shall derive pride from our lads,
As they morph into men--
Full of reason and wisdom,
A reminder of our past sweet...
Thence wardens would jobs lose,
As prisons will be locked.
Police shall busy idle, and snore,
As many a bullet will go unfired,
And the monster of violence unawakened...
(c) Wafula P'Khisa.

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