There comes a day when the oppressor won’t meet the cost of oppression; unfortunately, it’ll be too late, the oppressed won’t adapt to new freedom
I see them rodents gnawing at my toenails
They have eaten everything
The granaries are dry
The fruit basket is empty
And the fireplace has gotten cold
Women have taken to silence
Their territories invaded
They gave them cooking pots
But stole everything to be cooked
They give by the day
They steal them by night
I see their flawed system
Of suppression and oppression
Our sweat nourish their bellies
While we chew at their empty promises
We aren’t men enough to pay rent
We aren’t men enough to pay school fees
So our kids we groom
To work in their plantations
It is slavery
Woven in peals of false brotherhood
White man criminalized blacks for skin color
Now it’s black killing black with hunger
In this food chain everything is flawed
The arrow no longer points at the eater
But still, the prey takes blame for being prey!
Such is the story of my country
Having to grow in country like Kenya where what you hear is the exact opposite of the reality can be the most disgusting experience one can ever have in life.
Many a times the mention of the word – hypocrisy brings to mind religious figures we have, no doubt religion has always attracted undue criticism from individuals who always view religious leaders with high expectations ,some are even expected to be the Christ himself, wasn’t Christ rejected due to the unfulfilled human expectations? Must God always fulfill our needs to be God?
Needless to mention the height of hypocrisy has gone beyond the religious borders and one has to look at the game in the political arena to certify this. Speak of jackals in a sheep’s cloak.
The teachers’ strike just unmasked the “do as we say” lot.
Death can either be a process or an event. To the people I love especially those closest to me I would like their deaths to be a process *this will give them time to include me in their will* or better yet it prepares you psychologically so that by the time they die you had foreseen it. These sudden deaths are not very friendly to those who are remaining behind.
Think of it this way, you are brothers, five of you and your father is a rich man and he unfortunately becomes a victim of a sudden death without even writing a will. What follows next is that the brothers will officially become enemies, blood thirsty, ready to kill for every cent their father owned. This is the time you realize that blood is thicker than water but it can be diluted with riches.
I don’t even know why I am talking about me when I have never been a celeb. If there is one thing that all celebs have in common especially in Kenya then it is their nature of death. Politicians, actors, athletes and musicians have a strong affinity to sudden deaths. Rarely do you hear of a politician *not just a politician, politicians worth the tittle* being hospitalized for a good time before passing on. You will just wake up one morning and the news becomes really news to you. They die of heart attack, road accidents but mostly UNCLEAR CIRCUMSTANCES…as the media knows it best.
All the Kenyan musicians that I Know to have passed lost their lives on the road. And what is worrying me is that they always die when their career is at the peak or when they have proved to be a force to reckon with, they are coming to take mantles from seasoned artistes; making the arts of the latter seem a perfect definition of obsolescence. To drive this point home let me remind you of these artistes; E-Sir, K-Rupt, Angela Chibalonza and Owino Misiani just to mention a few. These artistes lost their lives on our Kenyan roads just when their careers art were peaking. Another athlete Samuel Wanjiru also died a rare death; he threw himself down from 3rd floor of his prestigious apartment.
Politicians top the list of those whose deaths were mysterious. 90.99 percent of politicians who have died in Kenya died under ‘Unclear circumstances’. Talk of Tom Mboya, Robert Ouko, and JM Kariuki, Pio pinto who lost their lives during the Kenyatta and Moi regime.
Nature seems to have not availed another death option for politicians as they have continued to die under unclear circumstances. Senator Mutula Kilonzo was found in his house dead and when the government pathologists spoke after doing the holly shit they do on breathless bodies; I knew they had lied…eti he died of Viagra overdose! Some people need to learn how to lie.
Orwa Sirkal and his colleague Saitoti with whom they run errands at the security docket died of accident -a plane crash few months after Saitoti had declared that he will be contesting for the presidential seat. Recently another strong member of the opposition Senator Otieno Kajwang died mysteriously, while his cause of death is not yet established another prominent person has died under unclear circumstances- Fidel Castro Odinga- The eldest son of the leader of Opposition Hon. Raila Odinga. Why do celebs have this strong affinity to mysterious deaths?
Did I mention that all these politicians who died under unclear circumstance were members of the opposition? Now I’ve done. Somebody tell me why only politicians aligned to the opposition and their relatives are dying-mysteriously. What is troubling most is that by the time news of Fidel’s came to my ears, another son of an irreplaceable member of the opposition Hon. James Orengo was battling for his health in a hospital after a night out with friends! You call this coincidence? Really????? Somebody is making a buffoon of all Kenyans. Somebody is a murderer hiding in the cloaks of politics.