You make the mighty stupid
You claim to be stronger than water
You boast of your strength and mighty valour
You throw people in the gutter and make them drinnk sewage
You make them fight their shadows
And make them chase the wind.
It is you who make men beat their wives,
Disown their children
Woo their mothers
And grab their fathers manhood.
The great one who makes minors insult seniors
And gives them the audacity to misbehave.
You who break homes,
Make veggies out of people.
You who has the pow’r.
To make,maim and stupefy.
You make people talk of your pow’r,
In songs,books,poems,playlets and films
On the street,
In bars,In offices,
Bus stops and Markets.
Alcohol the great,
Thou art of great valour!
I hail thy great might!
Alcohol the great and mighty one,
You bless some with riches,
You curse some with poverty.
You bless some with wisdom.
You also remove wisdom from others.
You make some bold and others shy.
You make some strong and others weak.
You make dumbheads high beyond their highest imagination
You are the tax that gulps people’s income by might
As if it is your right.
I admire your might!
You are respected by tradition.
Without you,a man cannot marry.
It is said that who brings drink brings the blessings of the gods.
Even in the church,
You are there!
You have the strength
To do and undo,
To create and to destroy.
To lighten and to darken people’s lives
And to have people reason well.
But despite your mighty works,
In diaspora and all ramifications of life,
You are a weakling,
In bondage and in prison.
He who breaks lives cannot break his own bottle.
The great and mighty one of valour.
How art the mighty fallen.
He who helps others cannot help himself!
The day you break your bottle,
You’ll remain the greatest on earth!