BLOOD AND WATER

When I was a child

I was told that blood is thicker than water

In short, I was to stick closer to blood

And be careful of the water

But the same people taught me

That water is life

That I am made of seventy five percent water

And without water I would die

As I grew older

I realize that blood cannot survive without water

Only in their unity

There is continuity of flow

So it explains the existence of my father and mother

Who bore me; their blood

But were definitely to each other water

I also realized that there was plenty of water before there was any blood

I do not question the wisdom taught me by men of old

But I add to the stock of knowledge they have piled

That the thickness of blood would be toxic without water

That water was before blood

That water makes 75% of the earth and can be found everywhere

Water can wash away blood till it is not seen

But blood cannot wash away water

And that the only hope for the human race

Is mixing freely blood and water

Till all blood is water and all water is blood

Till there is no black and no white

Till there is no Luo and no Kikuyu

Till Africana and Asia mean nothing but are just home of human race

Till we are just children under one God

For you are to me water

As I am to you water

And I am to me blood

As you are to you

But together we can hope