Alexander k Opicho
(Eldoret,Kenya;aopicho@yahoo.com)

My humanity is devoid of piety
But time has come for it to beguiled
Into green harvesting of inchoate faith
That strong in the fibre and the fabrics
Is the heart of the racist
It has enough force to hate abysmally
Without giving chance to voice of reason,
The heart of the racist in whatever calibre
It is the strong most force that overwhelms time
Its current is to and fro in a gnomish prowl
Looking for the weakly prey of class
To predate on in ruthlessness of the imp.