He rose towards upcountry,

embraced long unfathomable distances,

Amid the zebras and giraffes 

by the roadside.

 He is travelling northwards,

through the terrain smooth and rough,

through hot, and dampened climates of Nyandarua.

along others fighters and warriors,

heroes with no weapons.

 He is reysing to the central ords of stoured Samburu land.

 To cast away the political demons, 

And meet his folks.
Oh! Samburu here he comes.


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