To my fallen
To my fallen comrades at the North East, a young
boy now clenches his fists at the Harakat al –
Shabaab al-Mujahideen. His civility has been his
weakness, a weakness now discarded after living
through the greatest waves of barbarity ever
witnessed in post dictatorial Kenya. In him, he
says, “…they now have a new enemy,” a scientist,
who in his advancement will seek the most
devilishly heinous methods of vengeance
conceived in the history of retaliation, since ‘the
little boy’ and ‘the fat man’ landed in Japan.
The young boy has seen blood flow and wet his
feet, blood that in the veins of men would would
have built his nation. Our neighbors, and brothers,
have been consistently denied the right to live by
their own neighbours and brothers. You Africans
are a disgrace to your great ancestors, and to
your miserable selves, by always calling onto your
puny foreign gods and blindly reading the books
that were used to rape and enslave you, Bibles,
qurans and Gitas, books which explicitly dictate
the terms of tithe and offering but can’t even help
you pass your midterm exams, let alone protect
you and your brothers from the guns of your
enemies. Where did you bury your minds? Have
you forgotten the heights of civilization, progress,
peace and development from which we came,
before older enemies took it all from us and
named them “ruins”? The young boy will not pray
to any god who was called upon during the
Mpeketoni attacks and did Nothing. During the
Westgate massacre, the grenade bombings, the
church massacres….The list of the things we
have been PRAYING for is endless..and for those
still praying about it, I pray that one day you’ll
grow a brain.
Where are my brothers, and sisters, who shall
stand, stalwart, to raise their fists and shout,
“Liberté! Égalité! Fraternité!” The most popular,
and most ‘enterprising’, and not the wisest of us
are in power. Shall we wait, till the slow wheel of
democratic elections turns, till we have our own
Winston Churchill? No, it is time to develop new
methods and systems to keep our enemies at
bay. If peace cannot be agreed upon, it shall be
forced upon our enemies, by whatever means
necessary. Intelligent men must come forth and
join the young boy, in a war to end all wars, and
aid this government in protecting its citizens. The
government needs to accept help from its
citizens, and develop mechanisms, free from
infiltration, specifically designed to both neuter,
and eliminate, the HSM and its Amniat. We are
not the first to face the threat of terrorism, and
many have won against it. We must learn from
those who won, and act with greater wisdom and
ferocity, and at our death, leave behind a country
in which our sons shall not be afraid to live. For
the rest of you who want to pray, go hide
somewhere in a corner, and watch real men make
history.