Oh Weep World! Weep for the dead
I weep for the hate, the blood spilled
Kenya, country of my ancestors
Country of my blood, my blood spills
Only seen in the black and white static
Numbers, over 60 dead and many injured
Weep, oh I weep for the blood spilled
The hate that causes the rat tat tat clatter
Of gunfire and children’s bodies strewn
Across the floor and pregnant women
Holding the promise of tomorrow die,
Gasping last breathes, choking
On the hate that the metal spews
I weep for the world, the world weeps
Red blood and real people distanced
By black ink on blank screens as WE
Comment hate and then more hate
Relentless floods that surpass the blood
Pouring from the bodies of the dead.
Why world!? Weep I say Weep!
Enmity has poisoned us all, we are lost
We can’t see that when we kill our brothers die
Death begets death as hate begets hate
By blade, gun or anonymous keyboards
Weep I say! Weep world!
Not for Kenya, country of my ancestors
Weep for yourself. Weep for the countless dead
Weep for the hate unchecked, running rampart
Weep for the poison we have consumed.