It’s dark in her heart, and her life suffering symptoms of totally bleak night No light, torching her murky shadows But she knows her path But can’t walk home. You think home is where you’ve place to shelter To stretch your legs, lie low the couch? You think that’s home Your birthplace, cradle of your… Continue reading Where’s Home ?
When the Nigerian author, Chimamanda Adichie cautioned against the danger of a single story we may have taken her lightly. Then the truth in her words exhibited itself in the open the moment CNN chose to refer to Kenya as a hotbed of terror. This defamatory reference resulted to an online war of nerves with… Continue reading CNN’s Reference to Kenya was Defamatory
I am human. I cry. I protest when the humanity is under attack. Believe me I am human. Humans ask questions. So where was the world when Kenya lost 67 lives?
Let me express thanks to the 170 Kenyan health volunteers who have joined the rest of the world in securing Africa from them Ebola rancor under the parasol of African Union Support to Ebola Outbreak (ASEOWA). They are our greatest heroes and heroines. Their volition to volunteer depicted Kenyan medical think-tanks as a quintessence of… Continue reading Health Volunteers Deserves more than Honor
As the New Year unfolds into another blank page that will see us write both our big hits and failures to thrive, there are certain instruments of downfall that need to be greatly considered as being among issues that must be addressed this year. They are the worst of our calories, so let’s burn them… Continue reading Three Issues That Kenya Should Address This Year
The intricacies of January blues are already at our door step and knocking hard. We are dragooned to drum up mechanisms that will keep our minds far from our fiscal quandaries and close to our New Year resolutions. And since some of our resolutions are monetary-bound we end up spending ample time edifying our minds… Continue reading Plan for your finances to escape the January Blues
I pluck back my alphabetic-duck strings A, B, down the C , then up fly the sea That my fairy najma would see A stellar music when my rhythm rings A Ken adorable when my voice sings. Today my daughter Mabel wails for a sonnet She knows her mum fell for a poet It’s fathers… Continue reading Last Verse