In A Whisper

Of men, women and children covered in white shells in form of IDPs tents
While they r sleeping under a mountain of duvets enough to sink a dhow in Lake Victoria!
Of eight people eating form a cup,
...While they dump heap-fills of deli into their round tummies
of children playing with cholera douched water in their 'houses'
While they have highways in theirs 4 their children' big toys
Of ears deaf owing to the sound of AK 47s killing 'infidels'
while they listen to 'MJANJA' and the like, sipping beer n wine celebrating our stupidity
of living a day at a time due to lack of food
while they live large n plan to fertilize our drought-stricken land!
Of living among vigilantes and 'u-r-not-our-tribe'
while they live inside a CCTV laced electric fence with sniffer dogs around 'em.
Stop the whispers,
Raise your voices and join me in saying...
We are all Kenyans


……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn