Poet Mike Kwambo pulls the strings on our series  on K-Street otherwise, called NairobiI's Red Light District. This poem could as well be meant for performance. Read on.

These are the private thoughts

Of a public man

On Koinange Street

I must be discreet

As I deal with my lust

Using a packet of trust

Using a packet of trust

I betray the trust

That my people...my friends...my family...my spouse -

Have put in me .

As I rip off Waithera's blouse

I think about my payrise

And other things that cant rise

And wonder if it were wise

To play around with my wife

And put  risk on my life.

To hell! Koinange fills me with life

Koinange fills me with life

But still some things will not rise

Viagra's good they advise

But still some thing will not rise

If you saw me on Koinange you were advised

By my enemies out to spread lies.

These are the private thoughts

Of a public man - a public man who is frustrated

Because every day it is demonstrated

How impotent and incompetent - he is

In my impotence and incompetence

I am unable to serve my constituents

And I look for the active ingredients

The active ingredients  - obtained

By not being prudent

And being a student of Koinange Street  - women

I pass a bill not to ban their activities  -  and

On Viagra I impose a tax freeze

Now I indulge my wife and Waithera with ease

These are the private thoughts

Of a public man .

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