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Give Us A Signal

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BeckyTP formally known as Rebecca Moraa is a student at Moi University Main Campus Kenya. My passion in poetry grew in primary school.


Those who planned your failure

Members of the sabotage team

Those who found peace in seeing you suffer are here
But you never told us what to do
Mama give us a signal.


Those who wanted to evict you
From the only home you knew
Those who wanted you dead
They that planned your funeral
While you were breathing are smiling
But secretly angry
Mama give us a signal.


They that prayed day and night
And fasted to see us fail
Now want partnership with us
They that thought we'd be their slaves
Are here applying for jobs
Mama give us a signal.


They that cursed you are now here for celebrations
They that called us stupid and foolish
Are here for our graduation
But you didn't tell us what to do
Mama, we're waiting for your signal


They that breathed whore and sluts under their noses
Are now here for our wedding
They that thought you wouldn't have better
Are here to be served food..
Mama give is a signal


Those that abused and harassed you
Are here for your homecoming party
Those that planned to poison you
Are now cooking in your kitchen
Mama, please give us a signal.

© 2018 BeckyTP

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