The man at the centre of the road

he stands all day,
bracing the winds
and sunny spells,
in his blue uniform
he can’t abandoned his post.
rarely is he seen for his virtues
but ever suffocating vices.

directing motorists,
controlling traffic,
caring for strangers
who are short of the
simple pleasantries.
underpaid and unheard
he sticks to his duty
only noticed as the corrupt one,

ask yourself my friend,
a pay slip of twelve thousand,
reccurring needs
and unending wants
what would you have him do?
Starve to death!
as he pleases the sytem?

Yeah,they get shelter!
but how many of us
can leave in those shanties
and be happy with their job!
This is Kenya! Resources are scarce,
If you don’t look out for your self
we can only afford to burry you

The man at the centre of the road
CORRUPT!, maybe,
but given the circumstance
wouldn’t you be corrupt?!
watch him wave, shout,
watch him help you get home
despite your abusive mentality.

I arrived safely to school today
Thank you Officer
and my kitu kidogo,
Is not a bribe
but a little of my appreciation.
©Mwangi Njoroge.

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