Where That House Is

My son,my daughter
My children
Where that house is
Where that house is
Where that house is built
Which summed as the village court

Where that house is
Clear and vivid are my memories
Our forefathers held their daily
Evening meetings
Routinely, hardly any interference
Before the stomach incarcerated the head

My son,my daughter
A young boy I remember
Always the victor I emerged
Playing pure Nyatiti on the field
Where that house is
Where wrestling tirelessly was the game
That I tamed her heart through fame
Where that house is built
Maize and sorghum thrived
And Mzee Lumwata's herd had hay

But overran a savage
Whose mysterious stick
Send many villagers to the one
High up

The cruel alien alleged
To have orders from above
To 'develop' the field
Where that house is
He built the house
By beefing up blue boys
Killing,contrary to our customs

My children
Spared was not a hen
A squatter I was left
Forced to flee from further fierce unrest
Where that house is
Was,Is rightfully ours
Where that house is.