Jubilantly Jubilated Poem by David N. Munene

I have witnessed the jubilation
And heard many a ululation
The frenzy and the craze of optimism
Engulfs every alleyway beyond criticism
For when we win, the country wins
Although this victory is to some hot pins
That sting on recollection of opinion polls
And the tyranny of number calls

Women and men shove and push
Bitter neighbors hug in a mad rush
A drunkard refuses to stagger
A sober one adopts a stagger
Market women adorn red and white
This dawn surely looks bright
Handcart pushers chew their sweat
Marikiti refuses to sell; it is great

I look at the sleeping pupil
And the pulverized people
I see normalcy amid a duel
For Kenya wins through an individual
Even better, I read hope and belief
Instilled in all through the ‘ibelieve'
The ascension to power we celebrate
The dissension from rivals we appreciate

We cannot mock the less successful
We are only bound to be grateful
For celebrating a win implies a battle
Hence a competition that made us rattle
We are one, if only we choose to see it as so
We are many, for we flock the streets as so
Without fear of contradiction, jubilant
And without negativity, blunt

Wisdom surpasses pride
Sagacity seeks a competent guide
The support you show now
Wish would infectiously blow
To those down now, for they are ours
No extent of sour grapes can take yours
For eight birds and a reject pursuing a worm
Weather storm knowing only one wins the prom