Best Beloved (for my Mother land; Nyanza) Child of nature You of the inner world Wrapped and covered In the greens of Eden Before the circumcision covenants Of foreskins You were You are You will be. Glorious Girl, Your spherical head Shaped like mother Earth The sun setting on your shores A radiant and killer smile Your dimples Graves dug on her surface. The owlish eyes Hoot a spell to the Nation To hate you Is an omen A curse that calls for stoning Stoning for cleansing. Your innocence runs deep Beneath the waters of wisdom In Nam Lolwe Where naked skeletons of sailors Sit and stare Still and unstirred. Mellow Maiden, The valley of your cleavage Yields a perfect fold The dual hilly blocks That erect as breasts Still a mystery to many Got Ramogi and Got Alila The former feeding the tribe Nourishing a generation Suckling sagacity. The later, a killer spot Robbing our heroes Rest In Peace Dr.Robert Ouko. The tender buds That still thrive on such grounds Oh! Those nipples A new generation Built upon the old Taught of life and death We will grow Erect to push the tribal blouses. Your belly is but a vast stretch Of Kano plains Home of floods and paddy fields And the tender rice That sprouts slightly beneath? Oh! Your soft, supple pubic hairs. Your navel Like a gold button On the great Chief Gor KOgallos dress Envied by many a foes. Wonderful Wife, Your rear... The mountainous behind Shaking like ankle rings Of jamiend gara The traditional dancer. Your thighs Smother and thicker Than Kisumu highway This road that many a drivers Die to drive Riot to ride This path that has killed many Willing to kill many more The dual-carriage That join at the gates of the shrine This shrine where the righteous rejoice The shrine of Obongo Nyakalaga The great One This gates too tight For sinners.
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 07:16:51 +0000
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