What Died When We Lived

And, the silent driver smashes the tired vehicle into the inyuungu hole, Urrrh, boona umusilu uyu Don't you care about our innocent nerves. He would have cared, He does... but certain tommies hold all the road, its just and dancing twists rest in abodes and swelling bellies! The driver uneasy and bold, temporarily halts and breaks, like he had been awakened by thier cries, takes a little glances and boom! Another corner to dodge, angry Gavumeti yino yonakisya bitima byefwe There is swallowing of dust, no replies. What lived before we came, Stories, untrue yet true Vast mountains, waters and trees Chunks of virgin lands Traditions well built, and oneness, still do they do? I hear the child crying, mother? The son hardened- ndi gumite His father no more, like a dead seahorse Yet they meet everyday on the sorry streets. They revise Iscariot's betrayal, and script Lucifer's like one viewing the diamonds Pretending to dislike, yet fathomed, tantalized! You paper, Yellow, red, orange, white substance Substance or object You have thrown my brothers apart, they kill because of you Hate and love Pretentious greed, all because of you! May be, maybe not what will live when we die