By Fantaye Agaro – KANERE Poet January 2023
Tilting Cages book, Page 72/1992
Kakuma Refugee Camp
Kakuma, a desolate wilderness,
a blazing fire, an earthly furnace,
venue of day darkness.
Don’t shut your eyes blind!
Speak the truth loudly!
Disclose yourself thoroughly!
You are a storehouse of whirlwinds,
abominable dust and a heap of sand.
Home of the undernourished,
a graveyard, never satisfied.
Wake up and listen Kakuma! Stop and consider our trauma
right away!
Inaccurate yourself and advocate!
Open your mouth and publicize
the desperate waiting,
the victims of injustice,
the plight of the homeless
brown and black,
fugitives of persecution.
Echo the voice of the voiceless
to the far end of the earth,
to the World, North and South.
And henceforth,
consol the hearts of the wounded,
comfort the desperate and isolated,
young men and women,
the children and the sucklings.
to preserve through the hardship
To lift up their hands and eyes.
To be still and wait for deliverance.
However, dark it may be.
The morning is yet to come.