Listen to the voice of reason
Shouting from the plains of vision,
To many it needs to address,
The boy child struggles to redress.
The problem started with gradual cancelling,
Of guidance and counselling,
To boy child horrors and challenges,
In to pitfalls of character failure, in record were damages.
Boy child character was held in custody,
Morals degraded by uncontrolled influence of bad company,
The once steadfast harmony,
Of character mutated in to amoral gluttony.
The diabolic influence of drugs have crept,
Like infernal winds, every boy they've swept,
Mother nature has continuously wept,
But the society has proven, of the concern, inept.
Chewing of miraa which was once an aversion,
To many boys it has become a fashion,
They must have the 'materials' then chew the 'taxi'
A great illusionsled future is what they can see.
Gabbling has colonized their minds,
'Kuekelea' bet is their daily activity,
With all the pennies they have, expecting results,
Waiting the end of the game with positivity.
'Madze kameungua' has been their mantra,
They miss a point, in betting no abracadabra,
It's a game of fate and luck,
Which will always leave them awestruck!
Who will unshackle the boy child from this agony,
Agony of societal negligence on boy child, a tragedy,
Tragedy that needs an impromptu remedy,
Lest the boy child generation gets in to fatality.
Aketh to the voice of reason,
Shouting about the unheard cries in this season,
Of the boy child generation,
Which is need of guidance, counselling and attention.
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Wow! Great poetry, Mutonye. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.