Evans Asikoyo, the poet
You, check it,
We see you—y’all up there in the suits,
Flexin’ like you runnin’ things, but you ain’t got the roots.
Manz out here hustlin’, trying to stay afloat,
While you’re busy fattening pockets, building that moat.
Aii, basi, what’s the plan?
You promised us change, but you’re ghost like a deadbeat man.
Wamesema tuko free, but where’s the receipt?
‘Cause the system feels heavy—yeah, we can’t eat.
Eh, vibe check—flopped it,
You thought we’d stay silent, but we clocked it.
Tunakuona, bro, out here acting woke,
Meanwhile, it’s our dreams, our futures you broke.
Kelele mingi, no results—
You shout unity, but it’s just for clout.
Tunaitwa “vijana wa kesho”—nah, we want today,
Si we’ve waited for long, bado mnachill with our pay?
Mi, siwezi lie, tumekuwa maskini,
Na Gen Z tumeamka, hatuko bini.
Twitter fingers, streets alive,
Mafisi mna-run out of time to survive.
Mazee, your plot? Boring,
Y’all sipping tea while the country’s burning.
Mboka ni gani? Zero accountability,
Useless vibes, hakuna responsibility.
Si mlikuwa mkisema, “mambo ni poa”?
But kila kitu ni sasa tu ni showa.
Tupe results, story za shida ziishe,
Ama utaiona kwa ballot, maisha ni ngori—zimechemka, zimeshika moto!
Sisi ndio story, sisi ndio nguvu,
Hata mkijificha kwa palace, hatuko nyuma.
Tunadai justice, tunadai peace,
We are the ones who won’t just cease.
So, juu ya hiyo, endelea kucheza hizo games,
But trust—when we pull up, we’ll be calling names.
This is Kenya, our home, our pride,
Lakini sasa tunaijenga, sio hii jaba you tried to hide.
Mnasema mko juu, but it’s our time to rise—
Wacha tu show you how we gon’ break these lies.
(Evans Asikoyo, the poet)