Kariuki Michael

 Tomorrow i will head out To ask the lying devil to fight If he kill kills me in the protest Tell my mama i died asking for the best My taxes he uses for foreign trips What remains him and his cronies keep Half a million belt the devils wears While i can't afford to buy two shoe pairs Tomorrow i will head out With a white t shirt and the Kenyan flag White for peace and the flag for love  Still,the devil might spray me with bullets My sister is angry too She is struggling to afford pads Her babies' diapers the pain adds Her taxes help the devil keep mistresses  Tomorrow i will head out And face the sprinkling tanker I will sniff the teargas cannister To remind me my hate for the oppressor Tomorrow i will head out My phone in hand and kfc meat in the other In an uber to town,i will join my brother If they shoot me take my phone,eat the meat On my epitaph write "He Died Fighting For The Nation"

 I am my mother's savage daughter The one whom everyone seeks after They silence me,asking me to cut hair Yet they know this is not at all fair I wear my ladyhood crown with pride For this i have got nothing to hide They want to tax my beauty and blood To no longer afford cosmetics and pad I stand out to be counted with other women Leading protests against these bold conmen They must feel and see our wrath fully Even though us they are trying to bully You can arrest me but my mothers blood  Protects me. It fiercely flows like a flood Sweeping everything  on it's path Not bullets can scare me. Even death! I am my mother's savage daughter I protest for my  happily ever after I protest for your and yours' better future You who is shooting me and  my mpiga picha I fight so that your daughters will smile As they pilot planes for many a mile As they occupy spaces in the tech field Why not join hands and fight this feud?