President Uhuru Kenyatta
When I see how #SomeoneTellUhuruKenyatta is trending, it’s clear that the terrorists are winning. Kenyans are not complaining, they are scared. Terrified.
You can call it what you want but when you don’t know if your daughter is safe in that school bus or whether your son will come back home after that school trip, or worse, if you will get home from work, you get scared. Its getting to that point where you can’t watch the news with your kids present.
Its human to pass blame. How do you tell the family of that guy who died in the matatu blast yesterday that the father is to blame for not taking security seriously? C’mon, all the poor man did was board a bus in town after a long hustle in town. Someone is to be blamed yes, but not the dead guy, after all he is dead.
So believe what you want, call me names all you want, but I am scared. And I can only find strength in numbers. If the majority are crying #SomeoneTellUhuruKenyatta, then that is what I will do. If that will give me some sense of security. The knowledge that I am not alone in this.
Is it darkest before dawn? I would want to believe that. Will things get worse before they get better? I dread that thought.
If it is not a grenade, or a rowdy group of terrorists holding us hostage, it will be a crazy driver trying to make the most of trips who’ll throw us into a ditch, or a street kid (have you seen how many street families are in town now?) who’ll jab my stomach with a screw driver in the CBD because I don’t want to part with my 1000/- phone. I have just received a 227/- MPESA from my bro as fare to go home so before you tell me my life is worth much more, tell me how I’m meant to get home, so NO, I’m not giving them my phone. Will this ever end?
Okay, now I’m just blabbing.
Bottom line is, #SomeoneTellUhuruKenyatta is not for cry babies, it is the cry of scared Kenyans who want to see something being done differently. Not the same statement being edited and some fancy words being added.
Where is your faith Kenince? Yes, there is that. My faith is stronger than ever, but our children don’t have that kind of faith yet. I don’t know how I would answer if my son/daughter asked me, “Dad, why did God allow that to happen?”. May God grant wisdom to the parents.
What I intend to do is even as I pray that you and I be kept safe, I’ll pray that you don’t lose sight of the cross. Death is guaranteed. There’s no disguising that. Could be right after reading this line, or maybe you will live to see a reformed police force in Kenya, but whenever that will be, try to maintain a right relationship with Christ.
So there you have it, I have joined those crying #SomeoneTellUhuruKenyatta because I want him to know that the terrorist didn’t just threaten me, they’ve acted and scared me. The onus is upon him if I am to feel safe again in this country.
And to my Christian friends, why can’t #PrayingForKenya be a continuous trend at all times? I am not a bigwig, so I can’t cause anything to trend, but I’ll do what I can in my own small way.
@Kenince E’m is #PrayingForKenya “Our Father…”