There's this guy I know...
This guy whose story has made me
grow
A man who drank the juice of life with
the 'Luyha Busaa' straw.
He ate life with a big spoon; more like a serving spoon....and later he ate with a
spade!
Just when he got a check for a million
quids,
He abandoned his wife and three
kids.... This man was stared at for his deeds!
He now became a fluent speaker of the
language of alcohol....
Infact he spoke that language with his
mouth and soul..
He argued that it made him 'whole'! Changed was his diet; he was on
special diet...his meals were girls
Grace for breakfast, then hope for
lunch....for supper he ate Abigals.
Sometimes he ate till would get upsets
and puke....actually all the time, So he would change diets once the
meal would get lime!
Friends increased to a thousand and
one...
Whom he would wine, dine and have
fun! He now had not only 3 kids but
around...8? No, lets estimate to 10
kids.....
Any woman who got a child was
denied and chased out
Because he knew them not nor cared about ....
Those ' hard-headed' women who
mentioned the law would be paid so
that they wouldn't shout!
We tried to talk to this guy but he put
cotton wool in his ear drums...he said he had no doubt!
He, officially, was now a farmer of
arrogance and hatred
Especially for us, standing on the
pavement watching, who tried to pump
him some sense... 5 years passed..... 6 years.... Nothing
changed to the better...
10 years passed by.......
All monies and friends now said
goodbye!
He woke up (and maybe shot up from the bed) to find that actually he wasn't
dreaming.... Like it was seeming!
We,at the pavement, knew that this time
was coming!
For the first time he noticed the intensity
of the scorching sun.... It was his 'sweet' time to learn...
Though quite late....this time had to
come!
He had officially reached the 60 years
old mark...
No friends, no 'children', love.....he hid in the dark!
He tried to apologize.... He cried.... He
wanted his life back..
But no one....'not even me'....would
forget his 'kind' mark!
We could have forgived and forgotten....but this was not a case of a
prodigal son but of a mannerless man!
He is now almost finished and almost
dead.....with no legacy,
With nothing to show.....but bitter fruits
of no- mercy!
-Kirega Titus Mwangi