BURNING IN THE RAIN Posted byJosepoetJanuary 16, 2022January 8, 2022Posted inLOVE WORDS BURNING IN THE RAIN _”Elect me, I promise to make worse better”__”Choose me, economy will be stable”__”Give me that chance, you will like my work”__”I am the change, pick the change, I will change you”_They are serpentsSpitting only burning liesThey are hyenasNever getting satisfied with what they haveWe are burning in the rainWhen we thought showers of blessing will fallEconomy killing with no mercyTruly they are the change,Change to drive minds insaneChange to make stomachs sleep while yarningIn fact, they made the worst betterEyes at their best crying every dayMinds all time sunk in stressThe best economy we have than everWhere outgoing is three times more than incomingWhere you sleep and wake up finding additional ratesWhere you eat thinking the next three days of stavingWhat is the meaning of _mwananchi_ when treated like country slaves?What is the meaning of commercial sell and exports when the producers never gain?We are freezing under coastal sun heatDying of hunger yet we own a hotelSuffering of illness while we are the doctorsOn your land but staying as a refugeeIts nonsense, thinking we are independent yet colonized by ourselvesWe are fooling ourselves by the word _nchi yetu_ yet there are _wenyenchi_It is like a monopoly market, dying with no sayForeigners in the motherland being fled awayWe are freezing under the sun heatWe are burning in the rain By Josepoet©2022#classicpoems Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading... Related Published by Josepoet poet, singer, teacher, student View more posts