Destination Poem by Cunningham Mbati

Destination



Death is my destination

right now I have no other way to escape it

but you can do it

each night I fall in tears

for I don't believe my friend is going to betray me

I have trusted you for more than twenty years

I have made decisions with your influence

Spend time with you

Walked side by side with

and I have dined with you but it was for your benefit.

My heart beats are fast

not because am sick

but because of the machete you carrying

those bows and arrows you have

the guns that are pointed at me

I feel am done.

Now I all I ask,

is it because my community is a minority?

is it because we are always leaders?

is it because we know how to do business?

is it because my community knows how to cook chicken

or it is it because we have no numbers?

am tired with your threats

am tired with your myopic mind

I have never trespassed you

but if you want to kill me it's not fair.

I feel this death now

its true

its painful

my mother is wailing to have lost his only son

my sisters have no one to call a brother

my dad cries his wasted investment

but am already gone

I never thought to be dead

at such a time

it was not my choice

but my right killed me

May God forgive you.



Please Kenya don't kill your people

it will haunt you

remember the scars of 2007/2008

the world is watching you

but that is not the case

just don't kill your brother
PEACE ON THIS PLANET BEGINS WITH YOU.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013
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I wrote the poem to encourage Kenyans to maintain peace during 2013 general elections. I was touched by the fact that people fought each other after 2007 general elections and people lost lives and others were displaced. This was not to happen again.
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