Sometimes you just sit and let your imagination explore,
How you would enjoy life when you get rich,
You taste the food in your buds even though it is imaginary,
Touch the babe even if she is just an imagination.
Everyone has these fantasies sometimes, at least I do.
Heard over the radio
We are spending more as a nation than we are earning
It makes sense you see-
Our national budget is way over the limit so we borrow
Our personal budget is way over our earnings, So we borrow.
We borrow Tala, Branch, Banks and Saccos,
Not forgetting the evergreen fuliza.
I borrow a lot too; I even treat fuliza as part of my own money,
We all dream of getting rich someday,
That’s why we borrow here and fuliza there,
Just to get a whiff of the future to come,
Some little taste just to remind us why we are working our backs off.
Amidst all these, there is one enemy I always try to avoid.
Sellers of dreams.
Be very afraid of these people.
It could be your favorite uncle or the village elder
Who is close to your father.
I know these links are many,
They will come with sweet words, ooh you did a good course,
Oooh take my number, oooh e-mail me, oooh look for me in my office,
Oooh come over the weekend.
I always strive to avoid sellers of dreams.
As a hustler, or a tarmacking person looking for something,
Sellers of dreams are the most energy-draining things you may encounter.
They are really never going to do anything.
They just want to win your favor or that of your parents,
Or they just want to watch your struggle from a distance,
Just pure sinister motives.
While its good not to underestimate any opening,
Avoid this crop of people,
Just pure waste of your okoa jahazi.
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