By Yoko Mandara
Mwalimu
Where now my Uhuru?
Some blood-soaked guru
And his loony goons
Think it's a boon
To trigger-happy murder
Plunder and money launder
Leaving us the plebs to wonder
Why this anger and hunger
In a land we did conquer
We now want to founder?
Mfundishi
I cry my beloved country
Now, free-for-few bounty
Falsehood bestrides the throne
Truth, squashed, overthrown
And I and my own
Heavy-hearted, moan and groan
Sweat, wait, wait and wait
For our Indian Summer
It is the real Uhuru?













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