It’s 2hrs away to the deadline of our country’s elections, I am here dripping wet from the Nairobi’s heavy rains. I am not sure what to expect, will they close the gates and bang them to my face, welcome me with sneers, hurry me up to the lines, I really don’t know…

It has been a tough two months since the last elections, friends have turn to foes, brothers have turned on brothers and insults have been flying west, east and south. We have literally sprawled on the floor crying as other nations stare at us with eyes full of sympathy and empty hands… We are no longer one…

What does it mean? How and when did we get hear… Wish I could fix this… Wish we could all fix this… Kenya let’s kiss and make up…

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