Kagayi Ngobi
Through our potholes we speak
Through our potholes we breathe
Through our potholes we see
As if iron sheets were not enough
As if Locusts were not enough
As if COVID-19 was not enough
We laugh to remember
We are not enough
With nothing enough
As if enough is nothing
For ever and ever
We need prayers
Our progress has been pocketed.
Through our potholes we swim
Through our potholes we fish
Through our potholes we dance
The complications of how we walk
The way the deputy speaker spoke!
Turn your senses towards him!
That bystander on the headline of the news
Burn your incense towards him
Who opened his pothole to demonstrate
The state of our potholes
It is him! I saw him with my eyes
Wide like dead fish above a road of a pond
Calling all shapes of holes to order
We need prayers
Our progress has been kidnapped
As if valley dams were not enough
As if GAVI FUNDS were not enough
As if ghost pensioners were not enough
The speaker’s mouth became that pothole
I saw on Twitter swallowing pothole
After pothole in another pothole
Wet, dry, small, large, deep, shallow
But me who uses a bicycle
What am I doing discussing
Issues of generals?
Let me keep my pothole shut
Before my mouth is hijacked!
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