I reckon it’s time we fight for Justice.

Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

It has been quite a while since I wrote anything. Amidst the rage of Covid-19 in Kenya I have been through a lot of uncertainty, trying to find myself and what not. But now…My soul is REALLY not at peace. My soul is angry, Sad, Disgusted, Dissappointed, but for once, she’s faced with clarity and she’d like to Speak. Therefore…I beseech you brethren to listen, Listen because I know your soul is SHAKING, ready to do whatever it can to be heard as it stands up against injustice.

Laundry is the only thing that should be seperated by colour~ Unknown

Wednesday May 27th, I was cuddled up in my mother’s bed Watching the video that documented George Floyd’s murder and as he cried out for his deceased mother, I looked up at my own, trying so hard to suppress that feeling in the throat; the one that makes it hard to swallow. An understanding passed between us and I let a single tear slide. Only a single one because the feeling I felt more than sadness was anger. Pure rage which turned into disgust. ” How could someone be so calm in such a situation?”, “Did he get some form of gratification from feeling the life of a Black man end beneath his knee?”.

Next came fear, My brother is a black teenage boy living in America, My father is a Black man living in America, the same thing that happened to all black victims of police brutality could easily happen to them and we’d get the call that holds enough gravity to stop time. I kept thinking “It could have been my Dad, It could have been Jae” Every time I see the news telling of another life lost to police brutality, my heart breaks because I understand the fear that sits in the back of your mind, the fear of knowing that the life of your loved one can easily be compromised at any time just for being black

I speak about George Floyd as a black person who knows that racism is venomous. even as an African, If I’m in a situation like that they will not see my nationality first, only my skin and that is why when African Americans are murdered by white supremacist police officers and citizens, I feel it personally.,.It’s an attack to my race.

But that’s not the only thing that burns my spirit.

When will our conscience grow so tender that we will act to prevent human misery rather than avenge it? ~Eleanor Roosevelt

I am even more enraged by my Country. You’d think Covid-19 would account for more deaths as it is a global pandemic, That isn’t quite the case. The Kenyan Police Force has decided to take it upon themselves to beat Covid to it. The curfew seems to justify the fact that the national police service has officers killing and maiming innocent people in cold blood and those in charge do not reprimand these actions.

We should feel safe when we think about the police officers but instead as Kenyans, we associate them with fear. Police brutality in Kenya right now is not fueled by racism, social class is what drives it. However It isn’t shocking that it drew it’s roots from racism in colonial times. The Kenyan Police force formed in 1907, was formed with the agenda of protecting those high up on the social tree, the white. Essentially due to this job they were conditioned against their own people, the lower class. and now the Police protect the rich and view the poor as criminals.

The odds in this period are heavily against the poor. The government demolished homes without warning, living many families displaced at such a vulnerable state and in the midst of a pandemic. Now a homeless man, Vaite, has been murdered. he had nowhere to go.

And to add a little salt to the wound, Our government does not find it necessary to adrress these issues. How inhumane The Police serve the state and not the citizens and that is the harsh truth. Our country leads the world in the number of people killed by Police since the start of the pandemic. That is definitely a call to attention and our government is not responding. What does that mean for us?

George Floyd’s death was the first domino in a chain reaction and now the world is not silent. We are challenging the police, the government and the system in its entirety. It’s a scary time, however I believe there has never been a better moment to rise up and defy those who oppress us.

The Best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others~ Mahatma Gandhi

I proudly say the names of the innocent Kenyans who’ve been killed by police Brutality.

1. Yassin Moyo
2. Khamis Juma
3. Calvince Omondi
4. David Kiiru
5. Peter Gacheru
6. Eric Ngethe
7. Idris Mukolwe
8. Ramadhan Juma
9. John Muli
10. Ibrahim Onyango
11. Vaite.

as well as those brutalised and unlisted. Justice!

You can help out by aiding the families affected by police brutality and the actions of the Government by using the following links.

1. Give directly
2. Black Lives Matter
3. Justice for Samuel Maina
4. Justice for George Floyd

Together we can fight and make a change!