Evans Nganga is a Kenyan contemporary artist, dancer, poet, yoga instructor and beadwork craftsman who concentrates on performing arts based on African traditions and modern art. The past few years have included months of varied art projects, workshops and performances with both local and international artists, choreographers and dancers and travel for research and performances.
He has received his artistic academic training received through open forums, seminars and self study while practical training included dance workshops and apprenticeship receiving instructions in choreography and electronic media at the tertiary level. Evans has choreographed a Solo Dance Piece titled ‘the poem’ performed at Encounters from Africa festival, the annual festival of solos and duests at Goethe Institute in Nairobi and Dance Week in Kampala, Uganda.
Walishikana mikono bila kufumba macho, Translation
na wakaongozwa na kinyago mmoja kuvuka
daraja zao za economy,haja zao zilionekana
kupungua kurasa nyingine wakafungua ikaonekana
ni kwetu kubwa felony,Baadaya mate walianza kuitemea
jua kuunda G8 g whatever wakidhani inapunguza poverty,
ikawa ni hatua tatu mbele zingine nne nyuma.
Wakulima walikosa matumaini ukoloni mabo leo,
tukiendelea kuambiwa tusahau kabla ya sitini na tatu
tugange yajayo,hapana nasema tugange ya jana tupate
wa leo mtazamo na wa kesho mwelekeo.
Tukireminisce,1962 midnight taharuki ilikuwa ni ima fa ima,
na 63 ikawa tamasha bendera iliangikwa angani,yamikini
macolaborators ndio baadaye walikuwa ma rais,ndio maana
kelele zetu za kusema Babylon imefall wao wako alert kuona
haiko apart kurevive,kurewrite na kurevolutionize kuta na sheria
za kamiti kuhukumu sauti za ukombozi.
Ngugi wa Thiong’o alifika walimnyaka,wakamdaka na kisha bibiye
wakambaka,na idara Fulani ya usalama ilo tuhakikishia tu salama
mpaka kwa wanoishi kwenye mipaka wakasemea ni uhalifu wa kawaida,
wanjiku we fikiri.
Ndio maana maisha yangu sasa in pande mbili za siri,
sijui mimi ni wa dini au utaniita kafiri,nyasi nipate nivute
maisha niweze kuyafikiri na si rahisi unavofikiri,ni kama
vile kushikilia siri mbaya sana za nchi,Githongo kumbukeni
ziko uchi sana kwa wananchi,au makaratasi Fulani ya pentagon,
wamwache Bin laden kwa border wakufuate mitaa ya kati,
Usipunguze mwendo kimbia sana wakikukaribia imba yako ya
mwisho hosanna,maana utalindwa kama atomic Fulani waliachilia
kabla ya wakati wake washa poteza focus na target,au kuwasha moto
noti Fulani walikopa kwa benki ya wanachi wanaishi kwa nguvu za mate
next tukose budget.
They held hands without a blink,
And they were led by a puppeteer to cross over the bridges of economy.
Their needs seemed to ease and they flipped to another page,
That to us seemed too much of a felony, later they started spitting to the sun,
Forming G8, G whatever, thinking it will reduce poverty.
That was three steps of progress and four less behind.
The farmers lost their hopes in that post colonial era as we continued to be convinced
The importance of amnesia from way back 1963 and veer into the future.
No, I say, we keep revisiting that of yesterday, for today’s vision and tomorrow’s direction.
If we reminisce way back in 1962 midnight, the tension was tremendous, and in the wake of 1963, it was euphoria, they suspended the flag. It is so unfortunate the collaborators later became the presidents. That’s the reason why our protests to fell Babylon, makes them so alert to see it not apart, and they rewrite, revive and revolutionize the walls and the laws of our jails, to execute the voices of revolution,
When WaThiong’o came back, they held him in esteem and later raped his wife, and the then ministry of defense that had promised to grant our full security even furthest to our borders called it another normal crime. Another normal crime? I beseech you to think.
That’s the reason why my life is so multifaceted, not sure whether I’m for religion or you call me a nihilist. I intoxicate myself and think about these issues, it’s not easy like one would think, it’s like processing the deepest secrets of the nation, Githongo, remember and you make them so naked to the citizens.
Or those papers of Pentagon, they will let Bin Laden loose at the borders and come for you to the central cities.
Don’t you reduce your pace, run faster when they get closer, say and sing your last hosanna, because they will guard you like the atomic which they let loose before the appropriate time and so they miss and loose their focus and target, or lighting up that note they borrowed from that bank of that country of those people that live on the energy of their saliva and so next year they lack a budget.
Walishikana mikono bila kufumba macho,