THIS IS IT

Another Kenyan based poem on our current leadership vis a vis the desired leadership

Big house, big car

Beautiful wife, wonderful children

Well educated, well fed

Thriving business, fortune-five-hundred

That’s my M.P.

 

Shanty house, leaking ceiling

Nagging wife, crying children

No education, no supper last night

Small scale shop, about to be demolished

That’s me.

 

Election time, here you are

So charming you are, you’d buy me a car

Naïve I am, I give you my vote

Just for that fifty-bob note

Now that’s me and my M.P.

 

After the elections and you are gone

Through our votes you were known

But after that you know none

But your sons and those of your clan

That’s your nature.

 

You come back again since five years ago

‘Excuse me sir, where did our promises go?’

You ignore our claims and promise us more

More? More? No more!

No more empty promises

No more lies of paradise

No more waiting for nothing for five years

No! No! No!

 

We want a leader who keeps his word

Whose word is sure and breaking is hard

Whose promises are kept with no negotiation

And listens to us with such a passion

Now, that’s my leader.