Spirit of our Nation

Spirit of our Nation
Just who are you

Where do you reside
Is it in hearts you hide?

Where can one pin point your location?
Are you a corporate hope of an inner vexation?

Are you buried in the ground?
Sons and daughters whispering from a secret mound

Are you daily pounding on the streets?
Reciting Wananchi’s inner conflicts

Are you in the breasts of Fathers and Mothers?
Resounding prayers from different hallowed quarters

Are you in the slums?
Tired of waiting for hand outs, tired of being described the so called hoodlums

Do you speak from the rural enclose
Are your opinions and purpose a threatened recluse

Who hears your voice, does it whisper or shout
Does it have choice, merit or clout?

Mama Mboga, Jua Kali Hawker
Are you in the breathe of the Casual Worker
Construction laborer, Farm or Dock hand
Where do you stand?

Spirit of our Nation
Just who are you

Are you just a phantom voice?
Having no shape or poise
Are you extinct?
Having no abode or precinct

Are you past, present or future
Perhaps speaking from our culture
Are you enshrined in our constitution?
Are you recognized in our young men’s visions?
Are you good and fair?
Or do you break and tear
Is your cause just or is gain your thrust

Spirit of our Nation
Just who are you