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HOSPITALISED IN CHINA


Dad Kenya is sick, hospitalised in china
Strangely she is walking and strong in her palliative ward
Medically she is on her death bed
Miasma of strange diseases
Everyone is wondering how she is up

I think she is just a strong woman
She doesn’t want to let her children down
Some of who would not care
Those who would wait for her death and celebrate spoils of failure
Before they too die like worms in a host they have killed

Many doctors have given their expert opinion on her state of health
They say that in her current progression she will not last long
She may die in China
Getting her back home will cost her children the last coin

Dad I see her children
Suffering from hunger and biting pain of drought
But if they were taken to the skies
Their tears would drown the earth and their wail would make thunders shy

Dad, Kenya is sick
Her children have writing her eulogy
Chinese papers have started taking tenders for her obituary
Even on credit they would do it
It does not matter, as long as her children will be able to pay some time in the future

Dad
I don’t know if Kenya will survive

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