Booze Poem by Kay Aguko

Booze

Making a fool out the brightest
A zombie state out of the wisest
A weakling out of the bravest
You are a weakling
That is your fate

Doctors, engineers bow down to you
Lecturers, teachers you drown to stupor
Mothers, fathers obey your every command
You are a weakling
That is your fate

Sons and daughters sell ancestral land
Just to lock ties with you at the lips
Just to feel your taste in their buds
You are a weakling
That is your fate

Children rendered homeless
Others school drop outs
Some raped by their loved ones
You are a weakling
That is your fate

Kay Achieng Aguko

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