Case closed. Is walking away the best decision Kevin has made?
She died at 40. Four kids. A career she built with her own hands. A marriage that was hurting. Then Kenya fought over her body.
He ran to court. Her family buried her at night in Kericho anyway. Culture. Don’t delay. The order never caught the hearse.
Today, he dropped it. No exhumation. No contempt. “I leave it to God.” He only asked to stand at the grave with the children.
Most of you already buried him too. Fine. But a man who can lose in public and still choose the kids over a headline is not the cartoon you made him.
And Rose is not the cartoon either. She was a lawyer, a mother, a professional, not a plot twist. We do not know what she was carrying in those last months, why she didn't sue kevin etc. Silence is not always weakness. Sometimes it is a woman trying to protect her children, her name, or a door she still hoped would open.
They once loved each other enough to make a family. Last respects are not a trophy for who suffered more.
RIP Rosemary.
Was dropping the case growth… or guilt? We might never know.
Happening now: An old mzee is unwell and the doctor advised him to rest but the church around the estate is making loud noise with instruments even late hours at night to an extent the mzee has had enough.
Someone asked me why I looked old or older in my Kibera photos compared to Now, this was my house when Legendary @NaziziHirji visited me in 2009. Looking to how youths are being used badly as goons let me tell those who don’t understand coz it’s clear most of you may not fully grasp the reality of life in the informal settlements so allow me to offer you a lived synopsis.
The slums age me long before the world ever gave me a fair chance. By 18, I carried the weight of decades not because I wanted to, but because I had to.
Spending your first 25 years in a place where poverty is normalized doesn’t just shape you it scars you. Not only through the absence of basic needs, but through the constant dehumanization even from relatives who distance themselves once they move beyond those streets. You’re criminalized by default. Watched, profiled, and blamed before you’re ever seen or heard.
There is no access to food security, no reliable healthcare, no consistent education, and certainly no financial safety net. Just the brutal mathematics of survival.
And survival isn’t free it demands your innocence, your dreams, and often, your spirit. It ages you. It erodes your sense of wonder. It kills the child in you before he ever knows what freedom feels like.
But somehow, I found a way out. Music became my escape not just an art form, but a form of resistance. Through it, I found my own . I reclaimed my voice. And in doing so, I began the slow work of reinstalling my soul.
This is why ending poverty is not charity it is justice. It is the restoration of dignity and the protection of every child’s right to simply be a child.
If this doesn’t happen the goons will never ever go away and your favorite politician probably knows this and it excites him.
#endpolicebrutalityke
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Kuwaalika Polisi na maafisa wa Kijasusi kufanya Uchunguzi katika Kifo cha Gen Z Albert Ojwang, ni sawia na Kumwalika mbu kwenye Kongamano la kutafuta dawa ya malaria,ukijua fika kwamba Ugonjwa huu husababishwa na mbu!
Makiwa kwa familia!
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