The poem talks about the 2007 post election violence in Kenya which lead to death of many citizens

POST ELECTION VIOLENCE POEM

Eliuz

Seep like sewage neath the politicians room,

And the freedom they are fighting for seemed to be dead,

No they can't triumph over the hate in our enemy's head,

But they are deep in mud over the bullshit they're feed,

Bullets flying,children crying,mothers dying,

Announcing every hour in the television peace,

but God knows the truth And He's forever more seing.

Too many echoed gun shots ringing in ears,

Hope glitters too distant like skylight chandeliers.

Wounded souls soaked in blotched black fate,

Persistent nightmares of woe begone escape,

Screeching fervently under libety's gate,

They grasp the rope fabric with delicate care,

They chapped,dry lips whisper a final prayer,

before tightening ravish pain permeates the air.

A bright radiant flash scorches the cloudless horizon,

And they drift upwards,caressing their bare dangling feet,

Bleak,barren bitting malice below seems blazon,

But the dead know not the sentiment of defeat