Disgusting Kenyan Peace Poem by David N. Munene

Hate the doctrine of Kenyan peace
Preached like a piece of lease
With intention to oil and grease
The foreign perception infected with fleas
Fleas tainted with extraterrestrial tease

These peace pleas appear eventful
Like Fourth March must be colorful
To appease many a colonial fool
Glaring with a chewing mouthful
Of coffee and at hand a teaspoonful

Why do you teach and preach peace:
As though we cannot have it with ease
As though it is as rare as a colubird's hiss
As though it is more complicated than a kiss
As though Kenya has never known peace?