One Poem

The Playground
(2025)

 

‘This is why I love Kenya,’

the posters at the airport said.

With the Lion, the Zebra,

the dashing Mzungu a head

above the local colour.

 

Old Africa magazine promised 

stories from East Africa’s past.

It was filled with exoticizing tales

of prolific shootings of life

and other sundry colonial remembrances.

 

White man’s playground then.

White man’s playground now.

 

‘Live Life Play Golf,’

exhorted the ad 

for exclusive Vipingo living.

Today the Black man also wants to play.

Today everybody wants

luxury living.

 

Life in a playground

Led by cynical circus clowns

Don’t play and you’re shoved to the ground,

maimed so that you find your grin again.

 

Please someone ring the bell

for the end 

of playtime.

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Dedicated to the victims of street protests in Kenya.

 

Cover image: Fons Heijnsbroek, CC0, via Wikimedia Commons