
24/06/2025
Tomorrow, you step onto the streets not just for yourselves, but for the soul of this nation. You march for the voices that have been silenced—for Ojwang, whose life was stolen in the dark corners of Central Police Station. You march for the disappeared, the tortured, the ones whose only crime was daring to speak truth to power. You march for the generations unborn, so they may never know the weight of chains we bear today.
This is not just a protest. This is an act of love. Love for justice. Love for freedom. Love for a Kenya where no mother has to weep over her child’s body, dumped in a morgue after an abduction. Love for a Kenya where no father has to beg for answers that will never come. Love for the street children who are treated as if they are invisible, as if their lives do not matter.
You are not invisible. You are the fire that will light the way.
They want you to be afraid. They want you to feel alone. But look around—see the strength in each other’s eyes. You are not fighting for today; you are fighting for the tomorrows of those who will come after us.This is your legacy.
Stand tall, even when your knees shake. Speak loud, even when your voice trembles. Because the greatest revolutions are not born from the fearless, but from the brave who refuse to stay silent while the world tries to break them.
They may have guns, cells, and lies—but we have something they can never take:our unity, our truth, and our unbreakable spirit.
No matter what happens tomorrow, remember—you are the history they will write about.You are the hope they tried to bury. You are the dawn that will rise after this long, painful night.
Forward, fighters. Forward, believers. Forward, Kenya.
Your courage will change everything.✊🏾🇰🇪