Raia,
Ingawa sheng' hainelemeangi saaana, naomba kuandika hii post na ile Kizungu kiasi natambua..
This is because what I am about to reflect on touches me to the core.
My head is currently on the pillow, about to drift off to sleep. I have prayed for a goodnight sleep, and hope for a beautiful tomorrow.
Just as swiftly, I can't stop thinking about the CBA 7. I wonder if they are awake. Each one of them. The two wonderful ladies and the 5 valiant gentlemen.
They are fathers,mothers,sons,daughters, and Kenyans just like you and me. They do not know what tomorrow holds. They don't know if the night will be spent in the warmth of their beds, or on a 1 mm size mattress in a cell.
They sleep alongside other prisoners, howling in fear night after night, nightmare after nightmare. Their crime? Standing on their feet, instead of living on their knees.Tired of burying their heads in the sand, supervising death, disability and long term suffering of some of their fellow citizens.
They wonder if all this will pan out in the end. Even though they know doctors are with them 100%, they wonder if their tribe of unionized gallant doctors and foot soldiers will keep vigil, and wait for 30 days, and if Kenyans will finally get up and actively do/say something. I know the doctors will hold on. WE are them, and they are WE.
They have done no wrong, except to love their colleagues so much as to agitate for their rights, to uphold the human dignity of a Kenyan patient, and to demonstrate a level of patriotism for this country that has never been seen ever.
Raia, by now, you should be knowing what the CBA entails. And how it affects each one of us, directly or indirectly, by a ripple effect. We marched in the scorching sun, singing and creating awareness about the plight of healthcare.
Majority of motorists slowed down, read the contents of our placards, and honked their horns in solidarity. Others swerved away from us in annoyance. One in a well air conditioned Range Rover pulled his window up, but not before sneering and rolling his eyes. The passers by clapped their hands and cheered us on. The police walked by our side, and nobody, I mean NOBODY, gave them any reason to show force.
WE are fighting for universal healthcare for each one of us. Death is certain for all humankind. WE just want it to be in dignity. WE want to have done our best to avert it, using our enhanced skills,knowledge, expertise, motivation, proper tools and facilities. Is that too much to ask, for the life of a Kenyan?
As we register voters, one thing is clear: Vote ya mama Mboga, na jamaa wa mkokoteni, na hiyo wa Range Rover, wa hawa daktari, kura zote zinatoshana uzito. The votes are all equal. One man, One vote, One Value. Or so we hope.
So why is their health and dignity, unequal?
Tafakari ukiota.
Goodnight. DMay God bless our beloved +254.
#DWM
