BY BUSH AKECH CHOL- NAIROBI, KENYA
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Guns sounds from all cardinal of the Republic
Death became daily breads
Hatred sway away love for a nation
All is amiss, all is in pandemonium
The sun has fallen off the equator
Like love, cometh the dislike of a nation
Blood cometh the water of thirst
In our hearts arises anger
Nimbus shift lazily across the skyline
the idiots dine, on rounded-table with whisky
Dark dirks double the din of dirge
The nation led astray to astral,
Is building a new castle of foes
Like love, cometh the dislike of a nation.
Among idiots the power is shared
Inside their hearts, hope is buried
Heroes comes and go whenever
But the State geographically remains
The broken heart of conflict,
Will one day reunite like a lost sheep no more
The people rights shall prevailed
like rain, cometh the reign of a nation
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The author is a co-founder of Triple Alliance for Reforms (TAR-SSSAK) and can be reached at bushakech33@yahoo.com