Do I have to die,
For all to struggle
For a line of the eulogy
Showing how good I was
While it was always wars
Of words some backbiting
While the rest just biting
Do I have to die,
Of hunger,
For you to fill all baskets to my place
To come and feast
While even the least
Of your leftovers never found my place
Do I have to die,
Of pneumonia
Because I was bold
To withstand the cold
To be bought not just a suit,
An expensive suit?
Do I have to die,
In a roofless mansion
Or a zero-walled bungalow
So you rehabilitate my home
Then invest in a casket
Or at least tile they yard?
Do I have to die,
In my peasantry
Hopeless, cashless and worthless
For a hopeful cash drive for a worthy course
To be held with pleasantries
For a happy send-off?
Do I have to die,
Of loneliness
Where no one visited
For all to flock
Jam in competition to visit
A home no longer mine?
Do I have to die,
Ignored all along
Where no one thought
I had a reason to live
For all to tweet of the loss
With all fake-teared faces?
Celebrate a life – In respect for Benson Wanjau ( Mzee Ojwang)
