Kisumu, My ancestries
Fetched into
being by the meticulous trawl locators
And the skilled
endeavors of the venders,
Kisumo, convoluting a good shoreline of
the cloistered,
crisp liquids
of Lake Victoria on its left bicep,
with the
Winam Gulf at its southern shores,
neighboring
its equally-intelligent Siaya brothers,
on the west-most
wing,
Northing
Vihiga and the greenish Kericho.
As you maneuver
through the perfectly affiliated,
impermeable
towers of strength at Nyakach,
you will
be dearly welcomed by our vigilant brother,
who forged
its presence from the altruistic,
perfect overflow
of fish-filled fresh waters into its skin,
Homabay,
to the south west,
and the extraneous
dialect speaking,
banana-enthusiast
nephews at Nyamira.
You’ll
be sandwiched amid the soldierly contours of Maseno
resting their
most furious sword on the fresh waters of Nam Ataro
And the linguist,
but local software observant denizens of Seme
Take a
selfie at the autonomously arrayed elusiveness of Kit Mikayi.
On your other
flank slouches the carpeted Kano plains,
washing its
feet on the banks of Nam Ataro.
Eternally
creeping through the carpeted plains of kano,
the
majestic, unnavigable, voluminous, almost crystal-clear River Nyando
referencing
its sources uphills, through the sugarcane manors at Miwani, Chemelil
and Muhoroni,
selflessly
sharing its voluminous quantity with the splendid irrigation treacheries of Ahero,
While unambiguously
sending just enough quantity to the schemes at Kabonyo,
depositing
its fertile silt generously all across the downs of Kano,
Before retiring
with its elder brother Sondu-Miriu to the enormous fresh water.
Then to God-mesa,
the pure mahogany-table-like viewpoint at Nyabondo,
Routinely
providing a panoramic view of the downhill kano plains,
And the prodigious
Lake Victoria at a distance.
Ascending
from the shoreline of Lake Victoria, an interface of the Kano plains,
And the pebbly
Kajulu and Riat hills,
An amateur
City of intelligence, the Capital of the West,
Pausing
for a quotidian selfie with the lake at sunset,
To boastfully
recap Earth of its most celebrated blessing,
Outweighed
by the contemporary Luo parlance,
Not deny
other ethnicities a glimpse of its wow.
With an
ample stuffing for reserved or civic jets,
You can grant
forces of gravity a break at the multi-domain international airport,
take a
cab up and down the asphalt,
You’ll interact
with the world’s most united individuals at Kondele,
before heading
to the classy estates of Migosi,
to a peaceful
suburban end on the hilltop.
Enjoy a taxi
ride through Nyalenda,
Before itinerating
to the quiet, posh estate in Milimani,
take an
hour at the museum to review the local culture,
And head
back to the city central for an added experience at the city hall,
Stop for
an intelligence-boosting fried Mbuta aided with ugali at Dunga
beach,
Enjoy the
lake view, and head for a nobler expedition at the inselbergs in Kisian
Area.
And at
the evening, join the city for a quick selfie with the lake at sunset,
And head
right for an earnest Ohangla concert at your idyllic club,
Spiced with
Nyama Choma and a sip of your favorite brand of beer.
Enjoy a
peaceful night at your optimum five-star hotel.
Unmistakably
for me and similarly to those who proudly share the same origin
as well
as culture and social empathy with our cherished county,
there is
no habitation on earth that I owe much appreciation than my mother land –
Kisumu county, Kenya.
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