Wednesday, June 10, 2009

kenya pamoja

Live the spirit of a united kenya
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1y7O857Q1jk

Heri kujikwa kidole kuliko ulimi

Waswahili had it right Better to stumble with toe than toungue.. As son of Jomo reads the Billion shilling budget, we wait to see of the promises made by previous budget administrators of the fulfilments. It's a shame son of ouma , wanjiku, kiprono etc, will be glued to the radio, Tv and other media waiting for empty words. Kenyans have been made stepping stones for these gluttonous vitambis read Bwana mheshimiwa. Damn asses we have been made. What happened of the spirit to question, the fire to demand for what's ours? we have become indulgent to these pot bellied politicians. Kenyan politicians should eat the humble pie and admit that they have been taking us on a spiral ride. We have let impunity rule in paliament, in ourselves by watching in the side lines as these fisi go on a joyride on our behalf. Where are the jobs promised? where is the consititution ? where are our leaders when Kenyans are killing kenyans , indeed they have become readers as the seem to read this in the news.
Sad to read in the news just as our leaders will read that one of them Khwisero’s MP Evans Akula was car jacked. They will feign suprise of the increased crime rate, of the youth turning to crime because there are no jobs. Budget makers where are the jobs you promised when we put you inside the pigs belly house(Paliament)? Words....words......words....all empty words ,just as kenyans stomach are empty not by lack of words but by lack of food , jobs wee mshahara, poor roads. When you ride in your Prado, hummer, Benz ,range rover, I too ride in my bodaboda, my karaa, my mathree and on my bare foot. Yes Bwana mheshimiwa we seem to have similar tendencies, trends, wants, we crave for food, money, good roads, decreased crime the list goes on and on............However I crave for what is my right not what you are privilege for. Yes, I too cry when crime is high, when my relatives are dying of hunger, AIDS, poverty. My tears stream down my dry wrinkled face to the ground where they will water the earth, yours will steam your shiny waxed oiled face where they will be wiped by a white silk handikechief. Yes Bwana mheshimiwa we are the same we cry we bleed, my blood is red just like yours. I sleep in a shank one eye open fearing mungiki while you sleep in a bungalow kept safe by a security detail equal only to a sheiks. Yes we have similar problems ,only that we have different approaches and ONLY that you are privileged, while I'm NOT!
I will watch again as you seat in that royal house dozing, faking yeahs and stumping as you concur with son of Jomo reading once again those empty words just as many of his predecessors have done over the years. Heri kujiwa kidole kuliko ulimi. Bwana mhesimiwa eat the humble pie and give me what is my right not what you presume to be your privilege.
Bwana Mheshimiwa I too want to eat the pie, nimejikwa kidole na uvumilivu sina. Mswahili alinena Hapana marefu yasio na mwisho na mbio za sakafuni huishia ukingoni.
Hi Bwana mheshimiwa ni Mbiu ya mgambo ikilia kuna jambo. Wananchi is tired of being made your damn ass and being an ass to your empty rhetorics. Asante ya punda ni mateke, nawe kama punda watuchosha.