Joy flies and flutters away daily
Like cumulus clouds in pursuit
Of a mountain, yet rain fails to descend
As anticipated, leaving us bereft.
Our joy withers like a flower
Planted upon unyielding rock
Its tender shoots fail to sprout
For want of necessary sustenance.
My country is engulfed in smoke
As His Excellency, heedless
To the cries of his afflicted people,
Refuses to offer solace or relief.
Schools lie dormant, their gates closed
Fearful of the students\' massacre
Teachers flee for their safety
Friendliness abandoned, replaced by fear
Their profession no longer noble
As the cost of living soars above them
They are compelled to walk barefoot
Among the common Mwananchi
In the fight against rising expenses.
Officers find no respite or rest
They remain vigilant day and night
Carrying out the orders of His Excellency
Trampling upon innocent citizens
Who dare to defend their rights.
Doctors toil ceaselessly, endlessly
Operating on bodies riddled with bullets
Fired by men adorned in cheetah attire
Oh, the agony of this relentless generation.
Daughters and sisters of liberty
Exercise utmost caution, I implore
For this battle is ours to fight
But my friends, take heed
Avoid the frontlines of conflict
Lest you never fight again.