Of a black Kenyan boy, the dream is shattered
His vision into a world other than local battered
The deadline set by forces unknown to him
A mandatory migration ideology crushes his dream
They call it digital migration or digital birth
He knows it is a condemning digital death
Daddy only got analog through SACCO loan
Before paying, the analog has begun to groan
Like a huge fall into the hall of shame
The boy is back to never watching game
Albeit this is supposed to be visionary health
He knows it is a condemning digital death
What will the analog box now become?
Daddy can't lower into pocket any other arm
For his is torn and account reads overdraft
Whenever thoughts strike mind about graft
The man believes he has been conned of breath
He knows it is a condemning digital death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem