I saw those anti Raila protesters in London and couldn’t help but think. You’re forced to live outside your country huddled in oversize winter coats and ill fitting shoes doing menial work or driving a taxi in the name of eking out a living.
Your weekly excitos are meeting in those awful East London pubs to drink, fight and argue with other homesick Kenyans. While you struggle to stay warm in Milton Keynes some other illiterate self-entitled chaps with fake university degrees loot your country dry.
You can barely send enough money home for your parents healthcare but still believe in Jubilee Tano Tena. Kila siku checking blogs to see what’s happening in Kenya…..(this of course is a generalisation…)…
Courtesy of my good friend Chebet Ng’ok.
