STORIES FROM MY HEART

BEYOND REDEMPTION Saturdays usually include a noisy afternoon in my living room, am either rolling on the floor with my daughter or like this particular saturday having a laugh with some friends. So when we hear an altar call on TV, with Raila Odinga repeating the famous “ Namkubali Yesu kama Mwokozi wa maisha yangu”, the silence in the room was deafening, we all looked at each other trying to understand if we heard it right. The Right Hon. prime Minister was at a Crusade in Nakuru, “getting saved” Raila Odinga is beyond Redemption. In my eyes and those of the Kenyan people, our political class have reached a level where whatever they say or do is as good as a breeze that swiftly passes by, forgotten the next minute. One look at what our country is today and I feel sorry for the hundreds of Kenyan’s who were screaming Amen to the Prime Ministers new religious status. “Character is the ability to carry out a good resolution long after the excitement of the moment has passed.” Let’s wai...

If I wasnt in there I wouldnt have had a taste of darkness That deep, mysterious shadow engulfing my senses refusing to flow out back to the star clad night outside, away from the African music in my ear If I wasnt there I would never be able to speak of the sweetness of darkness in shape,form and taste a taste that can only be described by my brain In feelings, but not in words even when it could only last until the sun was up You, my sweet darkness cannot blend with Sunrise that gives me breath