Kenya
My motherland
You bore the brunt of negative ethnicity
Law enforcers and democracy seekers
Battled on your ground
Sparks of words were exchanged on your atmosphere
Deafening sounds of sharp blades and gunshots
Filled your once cool airwaves
But the one who brought your into existence
Is ever mindful of you
He snatched you from the blood thirst hand of the dreaded ethnicity monster
You homeostatic system stabilized
The prince of piece entered your courts
Luckily you allowed Him in
Motherland
Your little ones can now afford a smile every sunrise
Motherland
I pray that you stay safe in the peaceful hand of your maker
1 comment:
Nice poem young man,continue with the same spirit and surely you are a poet in the making.Congrats
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