BEFORE I WOKE UP

Before I woke up ....
I was king ...emperor yet female ....

I ruled with wisdom like Solomon but my soft heart could not spare me 
from the mercy of those who would stub me
not just from behind.....

Before I woke up......I saw a female president....ruling with love and she had many arms ....justice ...was her middle name and equality her main aim ..

Tribal wars were a thing of the past and pastoral communities would meet carrying selfie sticks and not guns so they would capture hundreds of pics n add emojis..tribalism was only told in stories to little children...there was no Onyango no Kiptoo no Kimani and no one valued money more than Amani....But should I remind you that this was before I woke up!!.

"Corruption free zone" sign posts were no longer needed in any institution for they would only serve as reminders of the past....so leaders ruled without experience..in corruption,injustice, tribalism and self-centered ness ....Muslims and Christians came together.....religion died....so Christians didn't only seek God on Sundays but instead found Him every day in there Bibles...

Buddhists read the Bible not to find mistakes but to seek out the truth that is on every page...Indians realized that there was nothing so special about cows...atleast not compared to who they are as beings created in the image of God....the young stood up to share His word and the aged would sit to listen and not to just shake there heads in agreement and make faces to show disagreement....wait...just a reminder this.... this was before I woke up....Easter had nothing to do with bunnies n eggs but everything to do with Christ's sacrifice a symbol of love ....love that could not be expressed in words...love that is still alive ....a calling to believe and live.....I was flying but before I could land..

protests woke me up...so they're protesting again...you see....whenever there is a protest the cops fire in the air and we end up with dead bodies so I am assuming these people were flying 

So when we wake up...all we find are nightmares

SAUTILESS THE POET