His back aches,
burdens greater than the load he carries,
his family at home cries
and today, he walks home
a celebrated revolutionary
but with nothing to show his hungry kids
and his tired wife
other than a story:
papa went out to fight for your tomorrow,
he might have messed up but,
he hopes somehow he shook the dynasties that hide under aliases
Papa went out
to peacefully ask, bread and tea, please
but was given tea-r gas
Papa hopes his small acts
Although not the best
will cause some change
And tomorrow, when you become leaders
Next to that, Tom Mboya Street post
You’ll stand and say
Papa had anger issues and didn’t have much, but he fought for what he knew was true!
