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15 days 15 minutes---flash fiction, flash poetry |
![]() Kikuyu Lullaby The world is full of a number of things we should all be happy as kings. I will wrap you my baby, you'll grow to be a lady. God dwells on the mountain, God dwells in heaven, we will travel there together, again and again. I will carry you my baby, you'll grow to be a lady. Wangari planted one million trees, for firewood, food, and lasting peace. I will wrap you my baby, you'll grow to be a lady. You will wrap me , my baby, when I am an old lady. Note: I can imagine Kenyan mothers of the Kikuyu tribe, singing this to their daughters, in honor of Wangari Matthie, Nobel Prize winner. |