Monday, 4 January 2016

CORRUPTION by Emsong junior

                                CORRUPTION


I am a legend! The ruling dynasty! The lasting empire! Do you know want to know my name? What they call me? What you can call me? My first name is a small thing. A sip of hot Kericho tea I this cold el-nino weather, a straw of cool Delmonte juice in the breeze of Diani beach. My middle name is written in the hearts of many. And my third name summarizes your flag flying higher than Mt. Kenya. My real name exists in all books of records, nitafte ata Guinness book of records hutonikosa. My real name is C.O.R.R.U.P.T.I.O.NN

I run this part of the planet, n spread faster than Ebola n I colonize cells faster than virus. I run in your blood vessels. I run in your heart mind and soul. I run in your family and I run it to ruins. I was present in the past when your great grandpa called your great grandma ‘beibe’. And when wearing heels was mannish and locking hair was womanish. I am still ruling and I’ve established a strong dynasty of immortals. I am deeply rooted to the grass root and you can’t uproot me like marijuana. I will persist to the future generations, the generation of your children and your children’s… generations to come.
I suck like a tick and stink like scorpions. My poison kills in seconds, deadlier than cancer. Even scientists fear researching on me coz I spill the lab chemicals and wrongly balance the chemical equations! I kill cremate and burry dreams. I ruin destiniesCORRUPTION
n honesty, love and tenderness lacks in me. I have no compassion for the weak n I feed the greedy. My friend is evil and my parents are sorrow. I have a talent of breaking the rules, scot free I always walk above the law.

I possess pastors and politicians, doctors and lawyers. I run the offices of private and public sectors. I sign and pass laws to imprison that street child who stole food from the market stalls and set free that 50yr old man who raped and impregnated his 10yr daughter. Don’t also forget that I run lottery and looting industry. You will never find me kneeling before a priest for prayer but I plant seeds of division and destruction.
You can’t kill me coz I am more armed than a terrorist and more cunning than impostor also sharper than your double edged sword. You rarely find me in the light coz I blind fold and my family lives in the dark. But I will give you a little secret which may help you find me. But who knows? It may be a trick. Watch out!

The day when Odhiambo will name his son Muraya and Nasra her’s Chebet you will have beaten the tribal lines. When you break the communistic chains & realize that terrorism is not a religion… you will have made a step of eradicating me. I am not easily shaken so you must take action and demonstrate by casting a vote against me without influence of bluemoon nor shisha. Wake up and start your race, but remember I said am faster than lightning so u can’t catch me!

Unite as a nation united by red black green and white. Put on the full armor of truth love and justice that pierces the heart and bombs the camps of corruption. The battle is on. If you win I will soon be declared Gone… gone… gone… and gone for REAL.

@Pothesis of Songjnr.
2016 production.

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