This year, Christmas comes early
Showering our hearts
Not with cheer, but with icy drizzles
On the Nairobi-Nakuru highway
We are out here mingling
Not with people, but with traffic
We are out here making merry
Not with drink, but with our misery
And so the night slithers by
The sluggish trucks crawl away
We are stuck, in traffic
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