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WHAT IS THE FATE OF PEV VICTIMS IN KENYA?

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BY Ginson Murangiri
I know most of us do not want to hear this but i'll keep pushing it down your throats untill it chokes you.
To my few friends of liberty who believe Jubilee/JAP to be insufficient warrant for giving liberty to all the people.
I have come realise that we are slaves,;slaves who can not be shown sympathy even if it were possible for someone to ameliorate our condition.We have been kept out of sight with our problems because the one(s) we chose to represent us is a brute and holds a heart of a tyrant,yet he makes noise on liberty and humanity;he(they) therefore as loudly proclaims himself a hypocrite.
We have been raped,cheated on,spat on yet the victims sing same 'Japanese' chorus 'tuko pamoja'-its either we are smitten with stupidty or we are cursed.We have them here and there telling us this and that.Honestly speaking these are nothing else than selfish,cowardl
y,hypocritical and unprincipled men who,for the sake of retaining or gaining power are simply making useless noise about nothing with purpose of diverting men's mind from true issues,and thus postponing the inevitable contest which every honest and brave man ought to be ready and eager to meet at once.
Ginson Murangiri-Change Life Organization.
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