So Edward Kamanzola was born on the Christmas Day,
In the year 1943, and it was declared a rare luck;
And Fortune was set to trail his life all the way
To undoubted longevity of fortunate octogenarians.
And true luck was his mate throughout,
For his successes none may ever doubt!
He joined school at rather unusual young age,
Where his class he topped to final exam year;
Outshining his peers at all examinable stages,
Till he moved to the best secondary school in Kenya.
Alliance High School was not every Tom's cup of tea
Though it was to Kamanzola as easy as a pill of pea.
As you had guessed, our genius joined University of Nairobi
Where a degree in heart surgery he pursued to the final end;
And rewarding our academic star who beat failure and anomie,
He was picked senior adviser on rare cardiovascular details,
Whereof he for long helped tweak thorny assassination tales.
He feared the honking of motor vehicles,
And eluded begging hordes on low streets.
He grew busier engaging other bookish Michaels
Until he came down with a sudden heart attack,
A fatal blow that kills a 60-year tale of luck!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem