Analysis of Menace of the village

He was the menace of the village
His name was a taboo
He was rumored to have broken from a cage
Down in the museum of Waterloo
And in the struggle of the iron bars,
That had failed to budge.
He was pricked, and the anger
Was sparked, must be true

Unlike his nature, he is full of malice
Trumpeting vents off his disgust
But that is always not enough vice
He tramples smashes and casts
Away the village plantations to shreds
He follows not the village laws
Which ensure justice

He was a picture of distress
Drawn with violence, painted with blood
He brought in poverty and hunger with force
He has no feelings and he follows no bid
A single blow of his gives survival no chance
Many kick the bucket and others nurse each a wound

© GIDRAF MWANGI