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  • Poem: Conversations by Dennis Inkwa

    Posted: May 7, 2011, 3:24 am by N.W
    I really do….I really do.
    I enjoy Conversations
    When we try get it out there in the open,
    So that others may hear and others may note it down with a pen.
    I talk…every time, all the time
    Whether floating in currency or brutally broke.
    I talk that kind o f talk…
    Walk that kind of walk.

    But don’t talk to me about your Mercedes so sleek
    The one you illegally acquired within a week,
    Because these are the conversations that really make me sick,
    You say it gives you a kick when they say our economy is weak!!
    You say the trick is just to flick a coin and that has the same effect
    As a virgin chic seeing a thick……(dick!!)
    They will fear you? But I don’t…
    See my abilities are psychic
    And I see you and your clique
    are the reason Kenya’s economic future is …bleak
    So please…. Don’t talk to me!

    Your house…s o big
    It has become a tourist attraction
    CDF responsible for its construction
    As a result,
    You paralyse your own people’s and their systems of production
    Then you sit back and smile with satisfaction.
    Election year, you have the balls to try woe me into your faction.
    Tempting….
    But I will resist that suction,
    And instead I will instigate mass action,
    And you will see the reaction….
    Loud….Big…Red….Hot…like a volcanic eruption.
    Then instead of those long monthly statements of your foreign bank account transactions…
    All you’ll be getting are legal sanctions
    And numerous court injunctions
    So please…..dont talk to me.

    Because we…
    We are tired of individuals looting public coffers
    Living in plush residences complete with leather sofas
    Illegally owning fleets of cars as I bought during….buy-one -get-on -free offers
    The rich get richer while the poor man continuously suffers.
    We… are tired of this system criminalizing poverty
    Its illegal in this country not to afford a cup of tea
    Upholding the law means illegally amassing land wealth and other property
    And if you’re this type of individual….
    Please….don talk to me.

    But we are also to blame,
    Lettting these corruptible corruption agencies
    Like the KACC and the other international one called Transparency
    Not to act with any urgency.
    The judicial system does not help either.
    To corrupt individuals they are always granting clemency
    Discarding their cases with expediency
    And for their leniency
    They get remunerated….and sometimes in Armenian currency.

    So I ask you today,
    In fighting graft, where is the efficiency?

    You are not answering because you know you are a part of this rotten legacy!
    And so, before you change your attitude…
    Before you change the situation…..
    I DON’T WANT YOU TO TALK TO ME!!!!

    All rights Reserved©Dennis Inkwa

    inqwar(at)gmail(dot)com


  • Western Cannibalization of Public Space

    Posted: May 7, 2011, 3:17 am by N.W
    Mid last month I bumped into a discussion on media and politics at Goethe sponsored by some self proclaimed patrons of the ‘liberal arts’. This potpourri of professors, journalists, donors and recipients laid the basis for pulsating counter-intellectualism; half asleep half awake I tried as I could to catch on to some phraseologies in the genealogy in which they were belched out by our high minded discussants… in staccato…
    “Think mediaDespair thinkingMedia is business…”
    “Generational changeTalk showsSocial talkSex talkSalary scalesGood looksCNN journalistsPulse magazine…”
    “Give people what they wantBlind wildebeestsFish marketBunge la mwananchiAmerican revolutionaryFreedom of expression…”
    “Dissenting voicesDivisive politicsHate speechBigotistIncitement…”
    “SensationConsumeristsSelf cannibalization…Fait accompli…Beauty and the microphone”
    (No wonder freedom of the press and democracy are held to be the highest virtues in Westernized societies)
    By Poe T Kritik



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