From: A Child of the Republic You Almost Built
Ndugu zetu, o foolish and gifted yet dangerously misguided founders. We write to you from a country you built. A country shaped by your hands, your speeches, your signatures and by the blood of those who believed in you without reservation. A people who sang for you, named their children after you and even stood in the rain for you. Independence is not your greatest victory but your first test and you are already failing it in ways that will echo for generations.






