thinking out loud now
silently on paper
about ? ANARCHY, about
? REBELLION,
questioning ? SURVIVAL
does it own ? RULES
needs we must
fight for our ? BLOOD

should we be ? HUNTED
take ? ARMS
go the big mans ? WAR

for every day we ? SUFFER
while others shine
and live off our
? DESTITUTION

do you blame us
? ANNIHILATE us
when we
? TURN the tables
and feed ? YOU your
bile and filth

we are the ? RESULT of
this ? SOCIETIES
callousness
its ? AMNESIA
because it forgot our
bellies need
? NOURISHMENT
our brains ? LACKED
stimulation

it begot us and spat us
out
? UNWORTHY
we create our ? CULTURE
an antithesis to yours
we ? DISSEMINATE
our gospel
in our words drum’d
in the ? BULLETS of
our tears.

and your ? NORMS
or shall i say ? VALUES
we ? DESECRATE

please…
find me my
faded dreams and neutered childhood
restore them to me.

search for my
wide eyed innocence,
my shrinking violet,
and console them.

dig deep for my
buried heart,
and its frantic fancies,
and return it.

look hard for my
clouds of tears
and their storms of sorrows
and blow them past.

part my waters
of relentless pain
and denied chances.

and give me love
please…

©naima mungai 2006