5 Minutes Fame Poem by Mbusya Wa Mbusya

When I drive my black hobby,
In downtown streets of Nairobi,
And girls of east side see me,
Everyone want is to holla me,
I break their hearts-
When my limo stops
And I roll down windows,
Clad in my black skull cap,
Epitome of outgoing hip hop,
I break their hearts, dear-
With strum of guitar to break attention
And find ‘Mid night love' rendition
Applause breaks around
Beautiful legs dance on pavement
Lips reach me in vain
Then faces contort in pain
I break dear hearts
And pink kisses touch wind
Something I really don't mind
-My miserable 5 minutes fame
I wake up tired as lame
Dream, true, break hearts!