Today we onyesha our national pride
through a profaili picture
Sixty-six years ago,
people were a little different
Today we support a cause kwa joining a page
They joined a march
We stand up for something through a status update
For them, it was a matter of status
We onyesha our dissent kwa sharing a link
They formed a human chain
We spread awareness in less than 140 characters
Back then, a hundred and forty thousand took to the streets
We express our opinions from the comforts of our Wall
They did it from the confines of a cell
We raise an issue kwa standing in front of a camera
They stared down the barrel of a gun...

I don't remember how long I've been running on the open grounds. It does seem long enough. But I was determined,devoted. Up above me,I noticed the jet planes streaking through the blue-black sky. I did not care. I did,but I'm not going to pay any zaidi attention to it than the sinking feeling of hopelessness that wrapped my mind. The grounds were filled with rocks and sharp stones. Any other day,I would have bothered to watch my way trying not to fall onto the sharp stones which threatened to tear my skin,but not today. No,not today...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and...