Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu

Do me like Nancy did! Amid the noise and haste of the day Hold me so tender so gentle as if I was flimsy As if I was a new born baby Look into my eyes and don’t be afraid to be silly Let go be kinky and witty Do me like Nancy did! Do me like Nancy did Let’s get lost in the sickest thoughts of our lusts Explore! Explore! Explore like Sir John Hawkins Mine some gold in the wells on my secrets And surrender to the truthfulness of our uniqueness Do me like Nancy did! Do me like Nancy did Not scared but ever bold and hard just like Rihanna Dance with me like we did at Harvana As the music fell on our ears like manna Rock! Rock! Rock with me like the waves of the fresh water Lake Victoria Do me like Nancy did! Do me like Nancy did Give me the world in its artistic form As we bask in our morning after custom Let’s create! Let us innovate! Oh let us form art! With pen and paper With clay and water With lens and shutter Let us play with the curves and faults on our

And the sins of the fathers Shall rest upon the heads of the sons! Luki: Times gone bad Leaving my heart grieved my soul crashed and my spirit sad So bad is now the destination of my time Time which I am no longer the station Which is no longer really mine? Namatsi: Yes things gone wrong Emotional pain prolonged Truth is now secret… swept under the rag As the hate and lies nag, really Left, right, center, front, back and center Whatever happened to the true messenger? Luki: Times gone wild, untamed, undomesticated Really out of its mind, as it waits for no man For me it hasn’t been kind Stained with hate and dirtied with lies Times gone dark granting blindness to ma eyes Namatsi: Nyakati za utata Usawa wa ubaya Uhaba wa mioyo safi Majitu tumegeuka Misitu tumegeuza kwetu Yetu nikutoridhika na chochote kile Things going wrong!!! Luki: Yes when well we know Maybe time will tell even fate and destiny submit to time as well If time is money then it has a

Friday 8th October I saw a woman today walking around town her eyes as red as my daily beetroot juice I saw a woman today…. Her cheeks still bearing the marks of her dry tears I saw this woman on University Way and I wanted to cry She walked along the pavements of the city In the scotching sun of the day, in only a bra and a small piece of cloth to cover her privates Her face filled with so much pain… Her feet protected by the dust of the plane Her back tired from the weight of the baby I saw this woman on University Way and I wanted to cry Her hand did not hold a cup, she needed no shilling Funny the distances people kept when she passed them This part right here, I hated the people we had turned into All because of the cruelty of the times!!! I saw this woman on University Way and I wanted to cry

The world is a junkie to foolish drama now Making everyone give a blind eye to this trauma now Me!! Whirling round like a hurricane!! How dare you forget me? No meditation to what is happening to hers Breasts and nipples! Seducing the enemy, perhaps an enemy too close So I ask, how dare you play with me like that? I am somewhere hidden in a lump Like the Greek soldiers in the Trojan horse When the Trojans least expect it, but from their own mistakes So I ask, how dare you accuse me? I am a warrior... like the great Achilles I have the power to make you cry for me Waste for me... rebuke me in The Almighty's name Damn I can make you die for me! So who would dare face me!! Yes I admit I have seen great warriors face me Put on a great fight and face me The Davids, the Paris, The Mau Maus I just wonder how many more are ready Till then I ask Who is brave enough to say my name?