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THE LIFE OF JACOB JUMA





The Life of Jacob Makokha Juma

At 25 yrs he bought 10 acres in Karen.

At 27 Yrs he bought 9 acres from Jonathan Moi in Karen and sold the 9 acres 10 yrs later.

His Karen home is estimated to be 800m

His Lavington office is estimated to be 200m

He was married to the sister of another BIllionaire by the name Jimmy Wanjigi.

He discovered minerals in kwale that of an estimate value of 100 trillions, Yes 100 trillion.

When Cortec announced the discovery of Rare Earth in Kwale , their shares in London Stock Exhachange were sold at 1million percent, Yes they were over purchased by that I mean his son and daughter will have alot of peace for the rest of their lives.

At the time of his death he had sued the govt for cancellation of cortec mining license he was also seeking compensation and damages of 5 Trillion, Yes 5 TRillion , our national budget will be 5 trillion in 2030.

He was a sole monopoly in Supply of Gas in Mozambique and Zambia his investment in the gas business is estimated to be 90 billion.

After discovering that most of his neighbours in Karen were poor he decided to buy them off, Yes he bought off his neighbours in Karen and expanded his 10 acres to 30 acres.

His company also won the tender to tarmac Mungatsi - Buyofu- Bungoma road , Hope the road is tarmacked.

Hate him or Love Him, Jacob Makokha Juma was a billionaire, extremely smart, extremely witty .

By the time he was 38 Yrs, he was not able to get any financing from any Financing institution in Kenya or East Africa, Bank managers feared and abhorred him in equal measure.

AT 46 Yrs in his own word , " I am at the apex of my life."

Jacob Makokha Juma lived a flamboyant , controversial life

From the life of Jacob Makokha Juma lets take out the positive values and put them in practice , lets strive to be rich by all means.

Rest in Peace mwanawefu
DIRGE FOR JUMA!
Carried by the wings of swan,
Bearing the cut of enemies that won,
Playing dead in the script of life,
Letting an innocent wife to play widow,
On this journey as you set,
Behind a country, only tears to let,
Fare thee well Juma!
Beating the coffin for the truth you told,
For a country you beheld,
Now the dust early you beat,
Your children crying and saying be it,
Just because truth you had to call,
Early you set to an early hole,
Fare thee well Juma.
If only time spared you some more,
If only truth let you life,
If only the gun shot life in you,
If only death meant life some more,
Too bad now a forgotten tale,
The young and old bearing the lose,
As finally your curtains close,
For now in this play of life,
Finally you play from behind the curtains!
Behind you leave a wife,
Behold children full of life,
A country bearing a wound,
And pain playing the sound,
Tears only making a flow,
For a man that had to glow,
Takes the grave, even if we bow, still we suffer a big blow,
Fare thee well Juma!
Just wishing, hoping and praying,
Trying the spirit of forgiving,
If only a gun shot played a camera shot,
For every other shot to bring some light,
Too bad darkness only craving the night,
Man of might no longer at sight,
If only looking beyond our eyes would bring a picture of you,
In this play of life,
Just play dead,
Fare thee well son of Juma!

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