First this is stolen so it’s not my own .
Being Kenyan disturbs me. To live in a country where our soldiers are killed, yet the government won’t tell us how many we lost. To live in a country where people hang on to the misconception that all terrorists are Muslims, yet the three bodies that were brought in today were all Muslim soldiers. To live in a country where we are divided by our tribal backgrounds,all credit to our leaders, who dont give two sheets about the rest of us, as all they see are potential votes. To live in a country where inter-community clashes divide us further. To live in a country whose most notable improvement is going up the charts of corruption internationally. To live in a country where my president can only ask, what we want from him to deal with this corruption scourge. To live in a country where the opposition can only speculate and point fingers, no solutions offered.
It disturbs me.
To live in a country where more effort is centred on enlisting voters than to improve our education sector. Where building a Standard Gauge Railway is of more importance than paying doctors who are on strike. To live in a country where the lecturers I need to instill relevant education in me when I join campus later this year, are also on strike. To live in a country where officials representing our athletics pride, would rather hide uniforms in his house. To live in a country where our taps are dry, yet the government was made aware of the oncoming drought atleast four months prior.
It disturbs me even more.
That it’s election year. And chances are, we will elect the same dead beat leaders, and continue on this forsaken path. That children yet unborn will suffer due to our choices made today. It disturbs me that an eighteen year old can see all this, yet most of us turn a blind eye to all this, as we are “comfortable “.
Dear Kenyan, you too, should be disturbed.