He who handcuffs lightening
and puts thunder into jail
such a man is bold by all accounts
and so his tale
of safeguarding his people
Uganda has to see
for Kihura’s shadow has power beyond
imagination and he
will use his powers of logic and emotion
to come to terms with Polio
and so
ahead and going forwards
for the children
the oral vaccination programmes
Show
killing children who would not have
died at all
and why in fact did all of this occur
he set to work to prove Uganda’s problem
Malaria was the problem not Polio
America had banned the oral vaccine
so why was Uganda using it
to show
his people he went on the air and proved it
the great big vile agenda
broken through
hundreds of children had died
from the vaccination
but Kihura knew
what he had to do
the ignorance that’s out there
is amazing
the conspiracy theories
flutter to and fro
but this man knew he had to save his people
from the pharmaceutical nonsense
that did grow
you kind of feel the arrogance
that’s out there
due diligence appears
but goes away
where there’s money
people jump to conclusions
and in this case
they enter the affray
and its needs a man like
Kihura
to stand up and fight
face the consequences
and prove he is right
by doing this
he’s saved a lot of children
going to their deaths
before their time
the courage of one man
backed by his wife equally so
helped him win and continue to climb
Thank you Very Much for this poem. A friend pointed it out to me and I will make sure others read it. Thoughts started going through my head, of the nightmare that we are in, with mosters appearing everywhere and I added also this hurriedly wrote poem. I called it Al Vaccine, please spread it or use it etc.
AL VACCINE
…………THEN
WHO started toiling?
UNICEF came hideously smiling
SAVE THE CHILDREN wanted to kill the adults
And the Wild Bank started swindling
International Mercenary Fund (IMF) started body pilling
And the government and the health officials’ tail started wagging
And the assassin for Kihura Nkuba they started hiring
And the Doctors of Death clad in white suits pumped up by the Fiat dollar started hurrying
And African children started scattering, from their classroom and bedrooms
From their gardens they bolted into hiding
Why polio they started asking
Food and clean water they started chiding
Cloth and malaria medicine their dwindling voices started echoing
The police guns started following
The merchants of democracy, the bomb them to the ballot boxes started gleefully cheering
Then the parents started worrying
Thinking however they were saved, their eyes started widening
And on the horizon: A MOSTER and another MONSTER
With cloth in good labeling
GADASIL, AZT, GLYPHOSATE, MONSANTO, SINGENTA, BAYER they could not manage the ciphering
Then democracy’s guns started sounding
Bombs started exploding
Puppet masters started encouraging; go ahead Boko Hara, Al Shabab, Al Vaccine
And then the saved and the dead started resembling.
THEN THE VOICE OF KIHURA NKUBA STARTED BELLOWING
THEY WANT TO KILL YOU TO GIVE YOU LIFE
The Moster turned and starred at Kihura Nkuba and started nodding
Slowly, it started approaching….
The presstitute media started cheering……….
Kihura Nkuba Emanzi Etahunga
Thank you for finding my poem and for submitting yours in hearts of purity this happening can only disturb and frighten.that such corporate profitability is sanctioned can only draw those prepared to undergo such evil closer to the abyss.