Every night before I sleep I look at this book that I keep on a stool beside my bed. Finger through the pages as voices ring in my head. It's like each word speaks out to catch my attention, even at the slightest gaze I accord them. It's been ages since I wrote anything! Not that I do not want to, but I fear for what I may be unable to-express to the fullest! I've been wanting to write..
Write an open letter to the Minister of Education and; dissect, critic and attempt to correct the flawed education system that exists in Kenya..
Write to that Kenyan hip hop artiste and ask him what is wrong? Why he's strayed from the path set by his predecessors-kalamashaka, ukoo, etc ..or would he rather be over-paid than underrated? Or rather sell his soul, than be the unsung hero..? Flaunt skills only he claims he's got. Talk about money and cars he doesn't drive. All the while society tries to seek a voice as the leaders out here have failed miserably..
I've been wanting to write about my new-found love. And how it sometimes hurts that the people closest to me cant know, shouldn't know..
I WANT TO WRIIIIITE.. so much that I cant write.
J.kinoti.M
Copyright.September, 2011.
