………….in their eyes were witnessed the sacred hopes. Kenyans were going into polls either to pass or reject the proposed new constitution. It was evident, their spirits were heighted. The reverie for the new dawn of the nation was neigh.
The women old and young streamed in the wee times of the day to prompt their casts, lest they be locked out by their home binding tasks. The old men “wazees” passed by the traditional brews dens to quench their anticipated protracted thirst. The day was to be longest in the history of the Kenyans living live, living dead and friends and foes. The youth stood out to embrace the day’s challenge, they didn’t psyche the fashion, and they were united beyond their tribal and ethnic borders.
The freedom fighters animate and departed must have enjoined the fortitude, the labour and pains they underwent before the ruthless colonists and after during the neo colonialism was fast paying. This was the 4th August 2010. The day the new constitution for Kenya was under water and fire, only the brawny would see the light of the day. Mixed reactions and observations could be noted from the actions and faces of the people. One thing was trussing through, Kenyan were expecting a new born “a savior” document which would turn life round and more reasonably to the brighter side.
In the sunup of 5th August 2010, the Kenyans made known their verdict. More than half of ten million people had voted pro the constitution. Their voices were loud enough, shrilling sufficiently to within and a cross borders. They had voted all in one voice- they wanted change.
On interview with various media entities, the citizens highlighted their weighty sought changes and expectations: governance and leadership style, accountability on public resources, fairness in distribution, job creation, proper health care, effective and timely justice, proactive and reasonable laws and parameters, are far mentioned areas of redress.
Days passed…………….
…..……and Kenyans nurtured sense of edgy. The changes were not forth coming, their hearts broke, their dreams shuttered, visions blurred. There were entire snivels amongst the Kenyan people, their desperations were equally felt. There optimism had been trashed, their beliefs betrayed and suddenly…….then suddenly…..
There was eruption; the people had been pushed to the rolling snitch grounds. Then lawlessness, the quest for justice begun…..there were tribe violence’s, then class conflicts, leaders man hunt followed, there killings, and innocent blood flowed the rivers……then rapidly there was a storm, a revolution…..Armageddon, the rebirth of a new state Kenya
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