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To be your peoples' spokesman:

This seat has its deceptive beauty.

But the pain of disappointment

pierces like a crown of thorns.

You have to carry the cross with determination.

For twenty four years i have courted with it.

Though i failed to discern its golden allure

the hidden ore underneath urge us to dig on.

Within its throbbing pulse lies fears

that burn the core of our desires.

Unappreciated efforts may cause depressing ire

and the bridge of purgatory is rather too long

but you have to have the heart of steel

and the wisdom of a Tortoise to endure the baptism.

For you will witness the passing of ungenuine wealth

dressing black in white plumes and worn like a Lion mane

on the head of a Maasai Olmurrani.

Then you piruotte in celebration at pompous ceremonies.



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Sack the nectar of the flowers on my crown

savour the sweet sap of my tongue.

Hear the wisdom of the great Tortoise.

I shall resuscitate the wealthy dews of your brow

and the radiance of stars on the palate of your lips.

If you have to go for this coveted seat

beware of the thrill, it may kill you instead.

Stand on a clear vantage point like Soit oitashe

over the great Laikipia plateau.

Look beyond the horizon, beyond the Lorroki hills.

There is beauty in the miragy sky over the plains.

Walk along the right path, go harvest well, son

genuine wealth, at the base of the beaming sun

while you speak for your people.