THE IMMORTALS

Kenya is our country

The immortal never at all dies

Just takes in all those lies

Lays back and shuts his eyes

They have come too far to die

So they hold back their tears

Put a block on their ears

For long a life, now years

We are victims of human guile

Desperate and drowning in our bile

Lost and betrayed in smooth style

Our rights be our permit to die

Toss dice to gamble our freedom

So our ruin be our wisdom

Poor democratic slaves of our kingdom

Our bullets strike through our soul

We insult and injure, tears roll

Ladies laid, toddlers maimed, adults crawl

But our spirits never let us die

Albeit our myriads of taunting misery

We amaze at our inner mystery

We the immortals, never just die.

                                                     by Sammy Nakitare