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Luanda Reggae Defenders - what is your long term agenda?

Luanda Reggae Defenders is a now a popular movement with roots in Vihiga and border Siaya and Kakamega counties Attention is brought to the manner and conduct the movement has gained fame and followers, mainly the Youths. The movement capitalizes on funerals. With a poor culture of putting the dead to rest, the Reggae Defenders have taken it by storm and rebranded the infamous ‘Disco Matanga’ – disco at funeral. Reggae Defenders on move. Pic: Charles Rankings: Facebook They mobilize quickly on the day the dead will be discharged from the mortuary. They have this huge old school sound system that is over buzzing to no clear reggae song - that they hire a pickup to carry - and it has a young DJ mainly standing there than mixing anything. Often, against the rules, the casket is grabbed from a hearse vehicle and tied to a motorbike. There it will be swayed and jerk breaked between other motorbikes on the narrow roads. That, is, how a fellow soldier, often a young dead, is mourned. ...
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A welcome song to Saturn

Welcome Back, Father!

It is long since you left home
Visiting all your faithful houses
It is years! You spent much time away
The kid you left of me
Is twenty seven plus!

The first Saturn return it is
And it is said it means much
To any other soul
For it says, 'YOU 27+ OLD!'
Time to do it again
For three years, while home
There'll be sharing, while you were away!

It has been a struggle, Father!
Since you left me, Father!
It was purposeful, Father!
I can see why, dear Father
The ball was rolled to the cage

From the family pictures of '91
A smiling bouncy boy malnourished at '93
And the first school encounter of '96
Was fearfully dilapidated by the new millennium of 2000
So that as circumcision came in '02
The weak man in me grew weaker in '05
Least of parental care, I took to illusions in '07
And you could hear me pray to pass my exams of '10
For all problems would end thereafter!

In the middle of it all, dear Father
You had the moon and the sun
Conjuncting on my solar chart
It was not all an agony anyway
For best of the moments and memories
Are not of a smiling cheek

It is therefore a welcome home
To see the '90 seed you left me
Look at the drawer garden, Father
Does it look of a careless child?
Look at the diaries I've recorded
Have I been a true soul to self?
But the meditations of my heart
How shall I purify myself, Father?
You know me through

Take a sit Father, take a sit
I bought a pot for cool water
Tell me your adventures Father
Have humans been fated a new?
What does the great whirl say
Where are my odds henceforth?

I'll be patient, Father!
Three Years, before you leave again
Three Years, to shed my skin
Three Years, in your shade
Three Years, guiding me to maturity

Hallowed Father!

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