The City Under The Sun. Poem by DEDAN ONYANGO

My love,
Ever heard of the city under the sun?
This city that fills me with
Feelings unbound,
Feelings of hope and love
For the humanity.

My love,
Ever seen the giraffes and rhinoceros gaming in the city?
Making wild what we call home and town,
Only unique around the world
Home to Simba, the king
Of this jungle that makes the entire globe to glitter like gold!

My love,
Ever seen a city
That has the entire human race in it?
And the world's religions
All in one region,
The Jews,
The Muslim,
The Hindus,
And the Christians alike,
All mixed up to make this city Holy.

My love,
Even been to Eastland?
Where the star of hope is ever seen,
Where humanity lives without disharmony,
Where the city glows to make East Africa!
A city that makes the rest of the world swing with delight.

My love,
Ever been to Westland?
Where we get wet lands
Full of life and devoid of sweat glands,
Full of life and empty of death,
Full of love and devoid of hatred,
My love come see,
It is the city under the sun shining!

My love,
Ever seen a mother feeding a young one?
Come and see,
The city under the sun feeding the rest of the world,
With her hard working people,
Whose determination
Is to make her a great destination,

Under the sun
You will find her calm
And peaceful,
Under the sun
You find her warm and
Colourful,

Under the sun
You will find her tender to touch and embrace,

My love,
Under the golden sun
You will find my gift for you,
Nairobi,
The city under the sun smiling at you and me,
Calling us sons and daughters of Africa.