Professor KIVUTHA KIBWANA tells pretenders who were cheering MOI not to mourn MATIBA - Here is his poem.

free, why the fuss?

We àll surmised you had gone bananas, why this trumpeting for chànge when everybody had safely retreated to them old days?

Tell God for us

He should give us one language, Babe A is hell

He should heal our endemic sleaze plague

Turn us away from impunity against his laws ànd ours

Tell our Father

His people are still chained in poverty

The youth hàve no country within their borders

The children lack an inheritànce

No future on the horizon

Tell the Almighty

The Eden he created for us, is now fenced private property

The majority living on the fringes of the periphery

With no warriors to reclaim the nation

No one to bell the cat, breathe life into the basic law

Maybe there will be a 21 gun salute to intern your decorated corpse

A small state expense for bidding you bye bye

So we can return to our as usual business

Counting and still counting

First liberation, aborted

Second liberation, squandered

Dream of a third liberation, a nightmare?

Pardon for saying: castrated liberations

Please don't ask: was it worth it?

You are now liberated

By your Maker

As we await our Liberation train.

By Kivutha Kibwana

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