They hurt without even a flinch

They promised but never lived up to it

Felt hurt, but they didn’t care

Never said sorry; not with their lips, not even on a piece of paper or telepathy

Looked up to the sky, God I know you care

They’re villains in our life stories, deserve poetic justice.


Evil people all around

Cruel step-mothers and heartless girlfriends

Dad and all the bad fathers out there, this is for you.


I know Hitler and Osama are paying up

I know those bankrolling terrorism; Al shabaab, Boko Haram and ISIS will one day pay up

Will pay up for generations, for generations and generations to come

God is watching, He never sleep.


You don’t defile my child and expect a pat on the back

Malipo ni hapa hapa duniani

Not in the after-life or when Jesus comes back.


The innocent souls of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in Japan

The poor students of Sharpeville Massacre in South Africa

Kenya’s 2008 post-election violence victims (2017’s too).


The perpetrators,

I know they’re paying

I know they’ll pay to the last of their offspring

God lives; I believe He sees, He hears and He feels

He will make them pay

Call it poetic justice, Karma, or simply retribution.


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