We hoisted the flag

Today -when we hoisted the flag I knew it was done;
Today -when we sung the freedom song;
And raised our banners high;
I knew Uhuru was now!
As my soul rests tonight,
My thoughts run in sight,
I think of the blood they shed;
The years they lost;
I look at you;
And look at me;
My soul needs rest,
Rest from the whirlwind
Rest from the noises
And Rest from the unrests
I am old they say;
Yet spent my youth and days for you;
As my soul rests tonight
My thoughts run in sight,
Looking at the ray in the way
A sight of hope?
A sight of grief?
Who knows?
My sight fails they say;
Women in gowns and sacks;
Men in suits and tatters;
The hunger stricken children with bowls;
Their sullen sunken eyes popping out;
As they hurriedly take images of whom they have become;
I pity our struggle,
I pity their struggle;
They have fought;
They have survived
Others have died
And others hope;
Quantified pain they pay,
Weighty tears they shed
Africa! Africa!
They sigh mournfully
Africa! Africa!
The Land they own
Africa !
Is this the freedom we fought?