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So here we are It is 50 years after the imperial flag fell
yet we still struggle with the matters of identity who are we
And even after the American USAID has filled our bellies with yellow maize,
still we are oppressed with the matters of hunger pangas;
even after the Chinese have upgraded our highways to superhighways
and the Russians have rushed in and upgraded our local muratina brew to a UV
*** brew, still we don't get drunk and we retain our sobriety and complain
about the rising VAT: si ati mtu anafanyanga kazi ana pesa, anapatanga tu na
zinamtoroka,anapatanga tu na zinamtoroka.
So what are we celebrating in our 50 years of uhuru?
Why should we celebrate 50 years of uhuru when the inheritors of the
independence struggle have left us no inheritance?
Why should I say goodbye to uhuru?
To the Mau Mau? Why should I say goodbye to the Mau Mau
When daily, I wake up to headlines of scandals of millions lost, then the next day the office with
evidence goes up in smoke, then the next day a political party is on a
million-dollar campaign launch.
Why should I say goodbye to the Mau Mau?
So why should I say goodbye to the Mau Mau?
Yet I know, the sound from the subaltern has not been heard;
east or west, east is just east of west and west is just west of east
and we are just caught up in the midst of some geopolitical squabble that wecan't even comprehend.
The only difference that I know that exists between China or America is that the Chinese
mkopo is accompanied by watu wa mkono.
Why should I say goodbye to the Mau Mau?
Why should I say goodbye to the Mau Mau?
When as a young man I can't buy a birthday gift for my girl.
The only guards in the system, don't want us to be
The inheritors are afraid of a future in a system they know has
nothing for anyone outside it, they designed it. They defined it
and that's why we have these companies that make money as
public utilities yet spend public money like private nyetinyetis.
Why should I say goodbye to the Mau Mau? When the system that disowned my father
disinherits the son, and confines my sister to the smell of onions as she tracks the scent of her mother
who was a cook. So son becomes father. And daughter becomes mother.
I can not say goodbye to the Mau Mau
I cannot say goodbye to the Mau Mau because I know downtown Nairobi there is a woman sitting on the cold concrete
begging for money and food along Kwameh Nkrumah Street.
She is out on the street because she has no home, has no home because she has no
money; she has no money because she has no job, has no job because she has no
education; she has no education because her parents had no money for education;
they had no money for education because they had no jobs they had no jobs because they had no
education; they had no education because the money that should have built a
school in Oyani took someone to a trip in Miami
where he spent the money generously on a high class *** and the *** gave the money to a *** and
the *** gave the money to the ultimate *** the US government and now nearly 50 years later
the money is on its way back to Kenyan soil...as a grant loan
for free primary education...why should I say goodbye to the Mau Mau?
singing...
So when societies struggle to decolonize, So when societies struggle to decolonize, the pilau dish cannot be overlooked.
Because you see: the diversity in the ingredients that make up the pilau is the richness of its flavour.
But the more heat you add on to the pilau the more they stick together, the ingredients stick together like the oppressed
But if you add a lot of heat and a lot of pressure, the pilau will burn and
if the pilau burns it could cause indigestion to the SYSTEM.
We will not say goodbye to the Mau Mau