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MOKIRE, MAGÎTÛKORA, MAGÎTÛOROTA,

Mokire na mîtokaa mîkururanio
na thuti hûre bathi
na iratû njiru ta nduma
na thaa irametameta.

Magîtûkora tumîte ibarûa
na mathîna maitû ng’ong’o
ona mîatuka itû magûrûinî
Na ndangari iria tûîkîraga.

Makîîarîrîa na thiomi cia rûraya
magîtûorotaga ithuî andû ethî
makiuga ati mîthiîre itu
Ti ûmwe na ûndûire witû.

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English translation (by the author).

THEY CAME, FOUND US AND
POINTED AT US

They came in their motorcades,
in ironed suits
Polished shoes,black like darkness
Their watches glittering.

They found us coming from our
casual labours
with our problems on our backs
And cracks on our feet
in the tatters that we wear.

They talked in foreign languages
pointing at us the youth
Saying that our behaviours,
Were not reflective of our culture.

Ngartia

This poem was first posted here

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