Sunday 16 May 2010

Kenyan Diaries Poetry: On Reflection

One reflection it is not my life that is better than theirs
It is not my lifestyle that is superior
More advanced and more civilized
Because my perfect existence is surrounded by a world of concrete cracks

A community still paralyzed
So much so that will take eachothers lives
They say poverty breeds crime
But our poverty is inferior
Yet our crimes are superior

Our materialistic goals of monetary success
Are clouded by misconception
Our tendency to blame the system
And rely on theories of truth within white supremacy
Is contradicted by our internal failures

Failure to unite and stand as one
Against oppression
Against malpractice
Against inequality

And our brethren look upon our uncivilized villages in sympathy
Our mud hut homes
Our unraveled matted hair
Our sun kissed frames

And we join them
Unknowing that the problems we face
Are much the same
In many ways deeper
Embedded in reduced opportunity

Yet some fail to open their eyes to
The magnitude of the ideology that pollutes our minds
And my fear is that we will never prevail
Until we can want for our brothers what we want for ourselves
Until we realise true social, economic and political freedom
And until we utilise our opportunities
Rise above the chip
And become successful on the innermost level.

1 comment:

  1. That's beautiful...LOVE IT! Keep being that strong example

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