[male vocals] WCB!
Twende!
Oh,
my
beloved
Kenya,
listen
to
my
voice.
I
am
Wakili
Njenga,
looking
at
the
street,
Where
the
struggle
is
real
and
the
hunger
is
deep.
I
see
my
brothers
walking,
shoes
worn
to
the
sole,
While
the
ones
in
the
high
seats
just
look
for
the
toll.
They
build
up
their
castles,
they
fly
in
the
sky,
While
our
public
hospitals
are
left
there
to
die.
No
medicine
waiting,
machines
are
all
cold,
This
is
the
story
that’
s
never
been
told.
Oh
Kenya,
my
home,
why
do
you
suffer
so?
When
will
the
stealing
end,
when
will
we
grow?
They
loot
from
the
public,
they
hide
it
away,
While
our
children
are
dreaming
of
a
brighter
day.
Oh
God,
hear
our
cry,
rescue
us
from
the
greed,
Plant
in
our
nation
a
different
kind
of
seed.
Look
at
their
cars,
yeah,
the
fuel-guzzling
beasts,
While
they
dine
at
the
table,
enjoying
the
feasts.
Their
children
are
flying
to
schools
across
the
sea,
But
what
about
yours,
and
what
about
me?
Public
schools
crumbling,
the
funding
is
gone,
But
they
keep
on
dancing
until
the
new
dawn.
It
is
a
cycle
of
shadow,
a
game
that
they
play,
Stealing
the
future
and
leading
us
astray.
Oh
Kenya,
my
home,
why
do
you
suffer
so?
When
will
the
stealing
end,
when
will
we
grow?
They
loot
from
the
public,
they
hide
it
away,
While
our
children
are
dreaming
of
a
brighter
day.
Oh
God,
hear
our
cry,
rescue
us
from
the
greed,
Plant
in
our
nation
a
different
kind
of
seed.
Poa!
We
rise
from
the
ashes,
we
stand
for
the
truth,
This
is
the
fire
burning
inside
of
the
youth.
No
more
the
silence,
no
more
the
fear,
The
season
of
justice
is
finally
near.
Bongo!
Let
the
truth
ring
loud
across
every
land,
Kenya
is
waiting
for
a
helping
hand.
I
pray
for
the
leaders
to
find
a
new
heart,
To
make
the
right
choice
and
to
make
a
fresh
start.
Stop
with
the
looting,
give
back
to
the
poor,
Open
the
windows
and
open
the
door.
Let
the
hospitals
flourish,
let
schools
be
the
light,
Let
us
stand
together
and
finish
the
fight.
Wakili
Njenga
is
speaking,
the
truth
is
my
soul,
Restoring
the
spirit,
making
us
whole.
Oh
Kenya,
my
home,
why
do
you
suffer
so?
When
will
the
stealing
end,
when
will
we
grow?
They
loot
from
the
public,
they
hide
it
away,
While
our
children
are
dreaming
of
a
brighter
day.
Oh
God,
hear
our
cry,
rescue
us
from
the
greed,
Plant
in
our
nation
a
different
kind
of
seed.
Oh,
Kenya,
rise
up.
We
are
the
change,
we
are
the
way.
Poa
sana,
better
days
are
coming.
God
bless
our
land,
let
the
stealing
end.
Tamu!
Peace
for
Kenya.