25/06/2025
It is sad…
So sad that this day returns,
Same date… same pain… same cries in the wind.
Again, we find ourselves asking,
What can we do?
Where do we turn when even hope
has packed and left the hearts of the living? 💔
Without hope and faith,
we are bodies moving, but souls still—
walking, yes… but dead inside. 🕯️
How long?
How long must we witness these scenes?
No dialogue 🗣️
No protest 🧍
No media 🎥
No jobs 💼
Yet still… the bullets fly.
Still… the lives are taken.
They will come for you,
whether you speak or stay silent,
march or sit still—
even in your home…
they may still come. 🚪🫣
Is there any safe place left for us?
They said
they no longer have hope...
They said
they are ready to die…
They said
they are not afraid of death,
not even the men in blue 🚔
could shake their spirit.
They said
“Add more storage in the morgue,”
as if they knew the path ahead.
They said their last words,
and walked on.
Not for fame,
but for justice 🕊️
and peace to return.
They don’t ask for much—
just a chance.
A job.
A voice.
A life without fear.
Let not their words be in vain.
Let not silence be louder than truth.
🖤🇰🇪
