Honia-Heal Afrika Initiative (HAI)

Poet: Gĩtaũ wa Kũng’ũ

In the land of sun and savannah, where the lions roam free,
Politicians play a game, as tricky as can be.
They steal from the coffers, with a wink and a smile,
Then donate to churches, in grandiose a style.

“Blessed are the givers,” they preach with delight.

While scandals in SHA unfold in plain sight,
Abductions and killings, a dark shadow cast,
Yet they stand at the pulpit, their sins unsurpassed.
The Constitution’s a joke, a mere piece of paper.

As they capture the state, like cunning a caper,

With pockets full of gold, and hearts worth of repair,
They build their empires, while the people despair.
And the church leaders, oh, what a sight,
With their pockets lined, they join the fight.

Hypocrisy reigns, as they anoint the corrupt,

Oh Jesus the Winner, they sing and they pray,
While the politicians’ sins, they conveniently sway.
With millions in harambees, they build and boast,
Yet the cries of the people, they ignore the most.

As we rise together, and lift the veil,

Expose the corruption, the lies, and deceit,
And reclaim our nation, from the hands of the elite.
For the true winners will be those who stand tall,
And fight for justice, for one and for all.