If I had Wisdom

The wise have spaces to fill

The clever have narratives to spin

The rest of us are here

The waiting game ours

Wisdom helps one sift the lies

And cleverness helps one see the shadowy figures

What the rest have makes them see grey

Their world moves round

The expanding circles of guilt

Stonewall the rest

But the wise don't rest on the spin

And the clever roar in laughter

We wail at the sight of pain

Wishing someone had told us 

While the wise see round corners

And the clever bend to let the winds howl past

Wisdom has no agile feet

And cleverness thinks before it moves

The rest rest on their laurels

Waiting for the swamp to drain

Oh, had I wisdom

I would not crave cleverness

I would not join the rest

I would be floating in the sky

The Lone Voice in the Wilderness

In January 2020 - when the BBI war was at its height, in an article that was never published, I wrote about The Strategy by Uhuru and Ruto to ensure the latter became the president after the former:

And after a lengthy argument in which i referenced the "Projekt Sonnenkinder" and Benito Mussolini's fascism (where whoever agreed with government would have their sins forgiven),  I concluded:

Nowadays I don't write. I stopped believing publishers... 

of death that ain't waiting for us to bury the dead

Before the ink dried on my last post where I ranted at the government for causing us to die, death sent by Kenya government's irredeemable inefficiency came rushing in the darkness, carrying rock boulders and uprooting trees and sweeping off cars from the road! By the time dawn broke over the rugged hills to the East Mahi Mahiu, 46 bodies of dead people had been pulled from the death waters that had collected itself behind a clogged railway drainage channel - of course nobody in government knew about the drainage channel - so when some government officers say it was a dam, you know who is killing us.

The Government is Killing us!

Mathare has no drainage. 

 It's a deathtrap when the skies unburden themselves.

It is a place of utter depravation on good days and a site of extrajudicial executions when the police are on the loose... which is always! 

 Do we have an MP? 

Is the Governor of Nairobi aware? 

Are there MCAs? 

Do we have a government that provides services? 

NO! 

That's the answer. 

We are on our own! 

 Except now, the government is killing us with its ineptitude and irresponsibility and neglect and hatred...

Yes, they hate us! 

Mama Victor, also known as Benna Buluma, is dead. 

The floodwaters that have not been drained in Nairobi visited her abode in Mathare valley, 

her house that is still bereft of joy following the extrajudicial execution of her sons by the police, 

a house that was still cold with the pain of loss, 

a house where she lived with her grandchildren, 

the foodwaters came. 

 And with them came the angel of death, 

trapped by the hovel of a house that gave way to the floodwaters... 

and unhelped because her cries floating across the raging water could not be heard in time, 

and those that heard could not reach her... 

So she died,

plus her friend Jacinta 

and the grandkids... 

And two days later, 

their bodies have not been retrieved... 

So it seems the government is killing us with wanton uncaring and unplanning and unmitigating ... 

 

We are on our own!

Kalembe

Yesterday, Kalembe died. In September 1998, When prof Sumbi was being buried, Kalembe told President Moi that the biggest problem in Makueni was land grabbing, and told him that he was sitted next to a land grabber (a PC then) He left the meeting in a skirt as the police sought to arrest him. He hid in other people's ceilings fearing arrest for long. He dug an underground tunnel in his house in Mbui Nzau to escape by when they came for him. He fought and fought and fought - for the benefit of squatters. In Kibwezi, there is a market called Kalembe Raha - where he protected squatters and brought raha to them. His political journey has been one looking for benefits for others... Generous to a fault. Genuine as a human being. And he never missed mass. And now, those who fought to sideline him are eulogising him... God, see these hypocrites. And God, while you are at it, welcome Kalembe to your home.

High Court Shines

Seems my life is being run by courts: Supreme, High I won't appeal I may be captured and quatered

Why the Supreme Court must be Destroyed

In 2017, the court ruled in favour of a deep state enemy.

It is impossible to invest in politics for 2022 with an unpredictable arbiter still in office.

Strategy: get the enemy to have a pass into the maze of the deep state.

Ensure the court is predictable...by managing the membership...what with retirements coming up


...so create a big tent and invite everyone in...create a system of benevolence. Become a leader ...

and vuala!

beauty

do people still write about these things...

beauty

Do people still write about these things?

for the cultural enthusiasts

Culture is the basis of all social change> Viva Twaweza! Viva Wabunifu! Viva Prof Kimani Njogu! Viva Mueni Lundi!


https://www.wabunifu.org/library/jahazi-art-for-social-change



Someni mjue.

Interesting Times

Over lunch today (and i must confess that this is not meant to irk my audience)a joke yawned at our chapati and stew meal. Brown chapati no less. A girl (she must be the giggling twenteen types)was so upbeat about people not having a meal of chapati whenever they wanted:

"Chapatis are even cooked by the roadside - for crying out loud!" Da! she said, her voice was full of genuine wonder and an indignation about the past.

And then i remembered the woman, Ndindi, who chased us (on this Christmas day some twenty three years ago!) from her compound because we could not finish our game of katani-football before we saw the pan leave her smoky kitchen.

That we didn't used to eat chapati except once a year is cliche'. That we went rock-water skiing riding on shrubs upto tuuumbwi down in the pool below and the splash of muddy water and the torn uniform backside is also cliche'.

but then these are interesting times...

Yesterday our DCJ (Deputy Chief Justice - no less) was arrested and taken to court after 5pm...the magistrate had been asked to wait up for her to be brought!!


I will continue this conversation tomorrow day.

the vote

We voted!

Stranger

#You are nurtured by - and enjoy - pure, unrequited love


#You have been betrayed every one time
#Your resolve has been proven unbreakable


#You will walk away one morning
#You make us broken-hearted and afraid

Kenyans...oh Kenyans!

I have been telling you guys I think you have a problem with hearing...either that or you have such a silly false sense of pride, that you are totally out of sync with commonsense.

I have told you that we can ignore you, just like Jesus ignored the pigs in the demon exorcism...the pigs and pigherds were held in contempt and condemned...head on.

Now, look at you, we have in the past said that what you call media is nonesense...for the avoidance of doubt, newspapers are items used by butchers...I should add, by kilaiku guys. We told you that and you never listened.

After 2007 you guys went ahead to say that we mobilised violence that led to over 1300 pax dying... ignoramuses...who was counting the bodies? And where were they standing as they counted? And did anyone see us holding a knife, machette, spear or gun? Listen, if there were people who died, they killed themselves, committed suicide...period! Na mundu wa kwiyita ndaiiawa! Prove: you said we shall be punished, went to church and Hague to have us indicted...what was the result? Your God is deaf and the ICC is made of bright guys who know you are numskulls.

We told you that passing the Constitution was dump, and you went ahead to do it. See what we have done with it? We have passed any law we wanted, and will still do...we have ignored what you call principles and have led to our continued private prosperity. Mtadoo? Idiots. You have no capacity to learn.

We own the gas you cook with, the stores you shop in, the milk your silly cows produce, the donkey butcheries, the media, the Non governmental outfits and even the hotels you take your spouses and children for exotic meals and entertainment. We have even formed a Sacco that refuses to buy your afflatoxinated maize but owns ships (complete with posho mills) docked in the high seas just outside Mombasa for quick fixes of your piggerylike insatiable hunger for maize flour from our neigbouring Mexican farms owned by our government (again you think it's yours').

We own you.

Get annoyed and go drink...we own the breweries. Get pissed off and go out to take a walk...we own the tractors that did the road you are walking on. Get mad and call the radio or TV to rant at the state of undevelopment you have witnessed... thanks, we own the radio station, the TV station and the airwaves.

Want to take a rope and hang yourselves? Go ahead. All sisal and manila products are our franchise.

Today am told you were all primed to have us asked some bastardly questions by our, OUR, media employees. Surely, have you no sense? Can you actually be helped?

But we must thank our God for your insipid stupidity. Those who paid their startimes, zuku etc to watch what you called a debate actually need to be thanked. A few more shillings was deposited to our accounts. We killed two birds with one stone....immobilised you and earned.

Surely, how do you expect us to come to a controlled space, where you can look at us and scare us from bolting in a Biwottian hearse, to sit there and be asked inane questions by our pawns?

And now, I am told, some of you are sad and calling us names. Imagine!

Ko mute ndia ila imelasya uta!

You marbles were sold to the forest nymphs. Didn't even check that the Mau prime forest was already in our pockets, complete with the Ongiek dividend!!!

And you go around saying you are proudly Kenyan. Asi! Whoever is your peddler needs a promotion.

And for your information, on Tuesday 8th August, you will wake up and go vote for us. Make no mistake. Even if you don't vote, we shall still win. Ithingo!!!

Idiots. We are so lucky to live around this place that you inhabit. Hatuami.

.... A phoenix flies

A Phoenix Flies

It soared high in its prime

As it aged it was less brisk

And then it fell in the ruins

Whence the fire was lit

Burning, it turned to ashes

Piled like a dump in a discarded land

Then the season of flight was at hand

And from the ashes rose with much zest

A bird big and gifted with wings

That fluttered and scattered the ashes

And up it shot ala a sky king

The welcoming skies shedding a little drizzle

To fizzle out the thirst on earth

And, for a time, the ruins were hidden by supple sprouts


Kawive,
29th June 2015

SHIDA ... in remembrance of Shida Salum, Mbunge la Katiba, TZ

She was called Shida, not on purpose, just a name
Her mother may not have known
Though fate might have shown
That she was bound to follow her name

She came from a country which was not a country
For the question of Zanzibar has not been answered
And we know it’s not a question
For it is Tanzania

And when she was selected to join the Constitution making team
Little did she know that she would die
And she will be dead long before the vote
In June it was that she died

Yet when the vote came in September
She voted “YES” as was destined
For she was thus inclined
As the doyens of the Party so determined

And she was thus be consigned
To make a constitution for her country
A true hero
Of her shida country

UtuTekelezi: on child protesters

https://www.facebook.com/kawive#UtuTekelezi: on child protesters

on child protesters

So, who apparently is the "owner" of the land that the children were being teargassed at? Your guess is as good as mine...a high flying elected "leader" of this esteemed country...

can they be identified by name? surely, you must have come from Mars...the land is "owned" by a trust under a receiver company owned by a group of companies whose domicile is Cayman post office etc etc...

so what is my take: teargas all children to the sky!!! who are they? they should know people!!

and those activists?

...idlers, no gooders...arrest them, take them to court for not knowing who runs this country, and give them a bond equal to half the price of the land...i mean how dare they mobilise children?

what was their intention? to create juvenile delinquents? don't they know we have already given the children laptops? why do children who have laptops, ipads, tablets need a field?...

this is not apartheid South Africa...and we can not have another http://overcomingapartheid.msu.edu/people.php?id=65-251-97

acceptance

I am in total acceptance of the issues that have caught up with me ...

this is because i should have known, had i wisdom, of their eventual coming

it is also because i should have run away, had i the sense of wariness of a gnu

it is also because i would have build my fences, had i the understanding, that it would become necessary

it is also because i should have known of its coming had i listened to the elders

so i totally and unreservedly accept my fate ...

where does a person run

consider the peace and tranquility in this nation

consider the peace of mind our parents have because of us children

consider the joy we have because of our society and our parents

consider the fact that all laws enable media all legislation respect the freedom of speech and association

consider that we are all getting richer and richer

consider that the rains have come and the flood outside has just come in to greet us

consider this our nation is enjoying 50 years of peace, love and prosperity

didn't you see us dance for a whole night just for the cameras?

who is that witch who was saying oooh ICC, ooh consequences!

how i wish Mzee was around to tell those people kumamako

consider yourself lucky to read this post consider people who have no eyes and see how lucky you are

consider people who have not known peace, development and love and

consider yourself lucky to be a kenyan,...

surely, how can anyone think of any other country but kenya?

the land of the free a land for the talkeous people

the land of our ancestors

the land where the death of about 1, 300 people is actually not important

consider how lucky you are and ...

and please shut up! pan'ang'a ya nini?

Tosheka na wende kazini...

what?

ati shamba...

what is wrong with some people!?