The Genesis

Alone
Alone I stand in no man's land,
Between antiquity and Zeitgeist,
Aware of my predicament,
Oblivious of its inception.

Alone I stand in a desolate land,
Plagued by drought,
Death by famine is my portion,
Like my forefathers of old.

Alone I stand in lack,
In a life with no direction,
From my elders little instruction,
Of which none provide.

I have for a while wanted to give my perspective on Kenya's current affairs and politics, a goal that has been rather elusive given that I am not the most eloquent of people. In the process, I rediscovered a passion I had for poetry back in high school.

So this is you, this is me, this is all of us.