kipruto muthemba
Enslaved
In the morning
As the birds whistle
And the cock crows
Am reminded of you
Not that I ever forget
But in a realistic manner
Out of my dream basket
The basket you rule
And as nightfalls
The dogs bark
And the lamps bleat
“God protect her” I pray
Open your queen-dom
Ready to dream of you
Ruler of my dreams
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