Ode To Freedom Fighters Poem by kelvin karani

When the mzungu came
With a sword in one hand
And the holy bible in the other
Asking our people in prayer to close eyes
Opening to realize the land isn't theirs
You said no, you took your arms.

Hours of hazards endless
Pricked the life that was yours
Long laborious days and nights sleepless
All endured for us
Drought, disease and death
Shook not an inch of you
Father (and mother) founders
I hereby humbly salute you

Serpents, spiders and spies
Boredom, blood and bombs
Scared you not
With eyes on the new earth
You hungered, bled and died
So that Canaan would be ours

What, who could compare to you
Longsuffering, simple and sincere
Great heroes of a nation; patriots so true
But life has its surprises

Your children keep dying
Of disease and starvation
Of exploitation and neocolonization
Oppressed by their very own