Along Mfangano Street Poem by Mbusya Wa Mbusya

Sidestepping our own sentimental,
We have forgotten what was monumental,
Ital Ezrah knows what is fundamental,
But then it is another year,
Without rains we have real fear,
Harden soils will kill the tendrils,
Our dreams will be in perils.

Guys let's meet down Mfangano,
A place they call Utengano,
We querry gods of Ukambani,
For trully I see it being funny,
About the seasonal failing rains,
Steve Nzioka-come for libations!

William Ojulla will attend for Ramogi,
bringing the blessings from Rapogi,
Elijah King'oo may want to come,
For he's an elder from back home,
John Kaloki is invited for starter,
and buddy please bring a guitar,
It will be along Mfangano,
A place they call Utengano!