In My Moment of Soliloquy; A Silent Prayer To The Nation!!!

In my gifted moment of Silence I slowly delved into an instant moment of soliloquy, while at it I tried to figure out what ails our nation more, is it dire poverty, rampant corruption or the chocking wage bill? I cannot really conceptualize without abated despair but nevertheless I continue on that line of thought. I am startled, what could possibly make a man linger with such malaise entangling his brain? Just as I get deeper into my eureka moment am suddenly disrupted by an irritating reverberation that could be none other than those infuriating matatu bellows that have definitely exceeded the accepted decibels, my thought having been disrupted I cursed vehemently because I was on a really good stint to maybe finding a solution to our problems but now I have to figure it out by myself, which gets me to think of some auspicious moments in my life.

On March 4^th I woke up eager and full of energy, the thought of making history in the elections rejuvenated my soul and revitalized my mind. I recollect that chilly morning with nostalgia; the air was filled with tranquility, relative moments of frenzy, and coupled with multiple euphoria. I sauntered on to my designated polling station *where I was a registered voter* only to find that the queue had snaked about 2km long but I had made up my mind that I was going to do this not just for me but for my children and future generations, I knew I had only one shot at this, I could not ruin this for them by all means. All my life I had hoped for a government that would be sensitive to the dreams and aspirations of its people, a government that will be able to fast track the process of devolution as intended by our constitution, a government that would respect the bill of rights right from article 19 all the way to 59, particularly those anticipated by article 43 on socio-economic rights of the people, the rights of the marginalized persons to be respected, their geographical and ethnical connotations notwithstanding.

I meekly joined the line at the absolute end after my cunning attempt to cut the line got frustrated by other deserving soon to be voters, my hope for a country with sound economic policies to even be able to meet short term goals like the Millennium Development Goals (MDGs) set to end in 2015 was growing, a government that would be able to tolerate the diverse generic nature of its people and not victimize anyone for who they are, a government that is capable to shedding off the cloak of the previous repressive regimes, I prayed that blatant disregard of the law would be a thing of the past, scenarios where the government issued illegal executive orders would perhaps be stopped. I purported to vote for a president who would be there for the people at their time of need, a president who would be a true leader of the people and not simply an inhabitant of statehouse and a host of high end dignitaries.

As the line snaked on albeit the overbearing and scorching sun, I was optimistic that my efforts would not be in vain even the good Lord has decreed that our efforts shall not be in vain. I fervently prayed for my country because it had been through enough intrigues and melodrama, there was a time when we had hit rock bottom but we jumped right back. If Article 1 of the constitution really confers all authority to the people of Kenya then why won’t we exercise sobriety? I think on! Why would we as Kenyans elect egoistic demagogues, sloganareans, some of them ill equipped to lead the basic unit of society. Sincerely, I prayed to the almighty creator to give us wisdom to see past our differences and if anything I thought our differences should bring us together to form a better nation. We as a nation should abhor those that promote divisive tendencies, now that we have the opportunity we can eliminate the forest and the monkeys as well, the time when we cleared the forests and allowed the same monkeys back in should be a thing of the past. 

I finally managed to cast my vote at the wee hours of the day, despite being weary of the whole ordeal coupled by multiple complexities but what gave me joy is that I had fulfilled my democratic right no matter the outcome. I thought to myself have I made the much anticipated right choice or did I just recycle the once despotic regimes? As am writing this we have a government, a government that has already started executing its mandate. We know the task ahead is enormous and a government is no miracle worker to just flash a magic wand and all is well, we are thus inclined to be sanguine that the government will be true to its people and to fulfil its promises to the people.

That evening I pondered, well this could actually work, we have ushered in a new era an era of political responsibility but we ought to pray for our country to stay the course. We have ushered in a new government, it is a relatively young government, we have very high expectations of the new structures, this country must never be the same again for the sake of future generations, they must grow up knowing the sacrifices made by those before them, to set a good path, a path full of hope, full of love and prosperity…….