A wicked world order...

She turns arond coyly to show me the finer view,

I trip and bump into vegetables...

So much emotion...*sighs*

Two too young hoodlums eye me...

My phone

Kids...Hmm...I might as well snap their necks.

Nairobi is not for the faint-hearted.

Money...money...money.

They want it and nothing else.

They can't survive these trying times.

I feel a colourful pity.

I can't afford to get depressed by the biting poverty.

The Lion can't be shaken.

The viper can't be fabled, 

It must be feared.

Control.

Endless Game Theoretic wagers.

"I can out-win God."

At war with all the angels.

Everything is on sale...

Except the body,

We are priceless.

I live well with everyone,

Try to help them along.

I have to fight others,

They desecrate God.

I keep warning them.

Everyone's hustling,

Africa is blessed.

We should pray more than other races.

Judgement day is surely coming.

God is All-Capable.

I dont try very hard to fight poverty,

Ironically.

I am not ashamed of it either.

I am here to experience...

My soul, to be reborn.

More thieves downtown,

Why does our stage have to be downtown?

Our wage have to be the scrappy minimum?

Trying times, 

God will provide,

If He wills.

I can't go uptown,

No cash to spend.

Only for charity.

Bus...home

I thank my Lord,

More will be revealed.