Kwacha[1]!

It’s dawn already,

Okaaaay!

But Kwacha, in reverse gear

Accompanies reverse currents

Drifting

Puddling

Rumbling  

Deeper into the economic quagmire

It’s morning

So, I hear

And Nansisi[2], with her glittering beauty

That glows with a blinding aura

Melodiously chants with an off-key

But, still

Kwacha is snoring

With a hoarse sound

Enslaved in the comfort of inflation

The sun is already out

That, I understand,

But Kwacha, impressed and obsessed

With the flare cast by his smoldering flame

Is still staring at the scribbling finger

Announcing her demise

 On the wall of a Platonic cave.

The morning cock violently cries

Heralding the dawn of a new day

The other beds deserted, currency affairs:

Sterling pounds with a caterpillar sound

As Euro spits insults on Sparta

While Dollar, on the other lane, paints indelible marks

On the walls and streets in Silicon Valley

Even Rand is constructing a rainbow in the south of Kwacha’s Land

As Kwacha is drooling inside her devaluation pond.

Kwacha!

I wonder who needs to wake up

To wake up Kwacha.

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[1] Kwacha means “dawn” in Chichewa (Malawian Language). It is the name of the Malawian currency. Kwacha is also a symbol of freedom (from oppression, darkness). Malawian first president H.E. the late H. Kamuzu Banda used “Kwacha” as a slogan, to symbolise the coming in of light and dispersing colonial darkness.

[2] Nansisi is a small beautiful song bird found in Malawi