Yes sir! No sir! No. Yes am saying no.
Nationalization... This is Advocation.
What is Nationalization in your understanding?
Where care is rare,
Justice and Peace... Absent sir
Discrimination and abomination... Present sir
Like Pythons in green grass you bite;
With voices not heard we hopelessly fight.
Am born in an era of confusion,
Was my birth as a girl an error? No, rejection.
And with disgust you viciously say:
"You wrecked orphan,
I said there is no school for stupid brats like you!
Have you done the dishes?
Have you washed my clothes?
Like a donkey I work for my employer
Heavy luggage I carry
With lots of emotional baggage am crying
A slave I am,
Born to suffer,
Mama, why did you leave me?
Why did they had to take your life away from me?
You left me in anguish.
Am now living in a house not a home,
Am seated to contemplate about this contemporary Africa
Full of distress,
Insecurity, slander and perpetrations
Mama, wake up:
Come and back me up
Come help me to lawfully disturb for my education
Come stand for me and resist my mutilation
Come let's make justice and peace be our advocation
We have to restore human dignity right?
But Mama, I know that you are rioting in your grave
Perhaps it was poverty that engulfed us
The leadership qualities in you
Your intellectual abilities
Which made them loot you to death
Or maybe it was fathers love for the country
His strength as a KDF soldier
The rank and the file
The agony and pity
That he was shot to an anguish death
Which left me in pain, helpless orphan
Perhaps it was my brother’s agility,
The biceps and triceps
Perhaps it was his voice for the voiceless
That he was suspected for the murder of a politician
And without any court hearing,
He's now rotting in jail.
Maybe it was my aunt’s success
Her advanced lifestyle,
That her slashed head was found in the bath tap
Mama, my sister's death was horror
Enslaved with no wages by her employer
He quarreled, burned and assaulted her,
He raped her!
Cry of humanity;
Crying for the nation...
But No! Don't flow with me in my tears
Travel with me in my thoughts.
For, this is my inspiration;
Here is the one person who came and said;
"Young girl with vision,
I have come with a solution
To stop this reputation.
This is your mission...
To flourish in education".
From red to white I’ve won the fight,
To read and write I have achieved my right
To sour the greatest height.
Discrimination, I burry!
Rejection, I burry!
Intimidation, I burry! And now, it is my graduation;
I should sing and dance in Jubilation
As I reap sweet fruits for the Nation!