In memory of…

August is almost gone. So many people have also gone. His Excellency Meles Zenawi, Hon. Martin Shikuku, Mama Josephine Michuki , my dear sisters of Asumbi Girls primary school and the miners that were brutally killed in South Africa, Rest In Peace.

Mzee Jomo Kenyatta

Kijana Wamalwa

Just the other week I shared with you my poem about life, you, Yes! You! This life is for the living. I never take it for granted that I have been able to live to this date. God’s grace and mercies have seen me this far. This month we also commemorate our first president, Mzee Jomo Kenyatta, the August rush, took him to the other land. Michael Kijana Wamalwa had just started implementing his policies in Kenya when the August Train carried him away. Kijana you were an icon to remember we venerate you.

Ethiopian Prime Minister Meles Zenawi  you may have gone so soon, but history has preserved you in her archives. You have Joined  President John Atta Mills and President Bingu wa Mutharika who went before to say Hi! To the maker. I hear the land beyond is a paradise to behold. All the same, the former ‘African Greats’ fare the well.

Hon. Martin Shikuku you prepared yourself for the land beyond. Dug your grave,left instructions and stated your wish. Your long awaited Journey is here. You fought but the cold hands of death gripped you, 'The peoples watchman' we memorialize you. My old man once said the great rule even beyond. The Eshirembe will in did escort Mwami Skikuku home. Your wish your will lead your way.

Mama Josephine Michuki this is your final rest just tell Hon. Michuki when you see him, the Michuki rules are still intact.

This year alone Kenya has been dealt with a big blow.  We cannot blame death forever. Life is a journey with a destination and the only way to the “other” life is death. In our KENYAN...

 hearts we will always remember: Hon. John Michuki, Hon. Njenga Karume,  Proff. Saitoti and Hon. Ojode. God we pray that you raise other leaders that will fear and respect you and lead Kenya with your honour.

This week has been tragic enough; so many tears have been shed. One thing dear friend never forget, ‘LIFE GOES ON’.  In the loving memory of My Father, the Late Patrick O. Kasaya, he died 8years ago but I am alive by God’s mercies. Though I revere the moments we shared when he was alive. I honour this fact he went I remained I have to live to be a better person.

Never ask where I get this strength: “The LORD is my strength and shield. I trust him with all my heart. He helps me, and my heart is filled with joy. I burst out in songs of thanksgiving Psalm 28:7.

In memory of all the departed souls God will give us strength to see a new day. Just remember to thank him always for a new day.