THEY CALL ME CONSCIENCE, BUT THEY NEVER NOTICED ME

I’ve lived through history,

Like creation itself you can call me a mystery,

I am the mental definition of existence,

For every single event in history I’ve witnessed,

I was there when the first ever homicide was committed,

When jealous Cain struck and his brother Abel was smitten,

I was there when the younger Jacob cheats on his father,

To wrongly get the blessing with consent of his own mother,

I was there when the Pope virtually owned the Bible,

So they could manipulate it for the own survival,

I was there when Europeans sat together in Berlin,

And divided Africa and the people therein,

Then they pillaged her mines and defiled her soil,

Then they labeled our way of life and culture primitive,

I was there when a madman by the name of Hitler,

Established the Third Reich the sadistic tickler,

I was there when someone only fit for a tomb,

Ordered the annihilation of thousands through atomic bombs,

THEY CALL ME CONSCIENCE, BUT THEY NEVER NOTICED ME

The Revolution Will Be Twitterized

Oh how the mighty have fallen,

The bastions of dictatorship in Tripoli, Cairo and Tunis,

From the nice ones to the West like Ben Ali and Mubarak,

To the not so nice ones like Gadaffi,

Yet people power is no respecter of persons,

Neither of political allegiance to the ‘international community’

Yea, in the history of the oppressed,

The oppressor just doesn’t know what hit him,

 When the oppressed can only take so much shit,

A light shines forth for black Africa,

Arise and shine, for indeed the light has come,

The comforts of the burgeoning middle class have to be forgotten for a while,

And the needs of your fellow man put in the fore,

That stupid trending topic on twitter has to be shelved,

And revolution has to be embraced,

For indeed the revolution will be twitterizised!

(c) Muthee Mwangi