Little Man; Biggie's Dream Poem by David N. Munene

What is another man's victory or loss
That little man of some meager status
Should overlook the value of life in another
Or the treasure in good relations with the other
Oblivious of the fact that the ‘actual' victors and losers
Find spaces in their greed to work as collaborators
In killing the little man's breed whether Kikuyu or Luo
In quest to safeguard their status quo?

Little men scramble to cheer and jeer
Like migrating wildebeests do in fear
What startles sanity is that little men,
Have no shame in counting to ten
The times they have fallen down
When trying to their littlemates drown
In pursuit of a dream not theirs
A dream unto which they cannot be heirs

The little men have heard all about peace
From the traps of the tumultuous biggies
Who in the limelight preach it loud
And in the darkness dime the little man's crowd
To strike at competition and win without contest
So that the little man has something to protest
And feel the guilt unfaithful, adulterous fools feel
As if such will their empty bowels fill

Ever seen hyenas hunting for lions?
Ever heard pony pursuing for stallions?
Has shame ever seduced electrifying fame?
Have Kenyan athletes ever lost to European lame?
Then why do little men sit by their caskets mocking death?
How long will little man inhale chaotic breath?
Little men have countless fights that cause you fright
Little man, let biggie fight his fight