By: William Makora
We, the people of the lake are with you, people of the valley. Even though we live in different homes, together, we came from the same home. If our mother and father would be alive today, we would still gather together at a fireplace and listen to those nice original tales of our forefathers. We would eat together and sleep together on our skins. We would wake up and tell one another, our dreams.
We believe in your belief because your believe is belief.
If I lie, brothers and sisters, tell me in our tongue. Whisper into my ears and say; â€œBrother, you are lying to your brothers and sisters!â€ The meditation of words of the tongues of my kin, I shall sleep over them. I shall listen to the words of my ears and if my ears counsel me, I shall wake up to say; â€œI am sorry, brothers and sisters. I did not mean to lie to youâ€. If I get my words immediately, I shall talk back to my kin in respect.
In our entire history, we are not known to be liars.
People of the valley, do you remember what we used to do when we dwelt together in our mother and fatherâ€™s home? We used to share clothing, and cover one anotherâ€™s bodies. We used to sew one anotherâ€™s garbs and put sandals on each otherâ€™s feet. When time came to honour one of us as our leader, we used to retreat into our huts and consult in silent tones. Then we would come out and crown him with a beaded skin, flywhisk, staff and a club. That was the symbol of our glory and authority.
That was our pride and unity. That is our power.
And today, people of the valley, I come to you in deep regard. I came to you in recognition that you are my kinsmen and women. As needy son of the lakeshores, I come to my people seeking support. My back, my people; my back! Scratch it for me! Come out on Monday March 4, 2013 and help me wear the new cloth on my body.
I am your brother and whatever I get you get.
Today you help me. Tomorrow, I help you! This you can be sure because I never lie. If you give it to me today, you will still see it tomorrow. If you want to have it tomorrow, you will have it. If you let it go with other people you will look but not see it. I say this to you because I know you believe my belief. From time immemorial, we have been sincere and never let evil come to spoil the good gift we hold as a people.
Monday is the day, come and make this dream come true.
I know you. I know the love you have for this land. You cannot sit and watch in vain as it slips off to selfish insensitivity. If you let this chance go away, brothers and sisters, we will all be slaves for years and years to come. We will call and no one will listen to us. We will seek and we shall not find. We will knock and no one will open for us. That is the worst of realities we must avoid to encounter.
The day is Monday. When we rescue our land, back into our hands.
Come, the people of the valley. Come and help us return sanity to our leadership. It is a time to retreat to the traditional hut and confer in silent tones. â€œThis mantle should go to him who will give it back.â€ We can be sure with our brotherâ€™s gain. He is the one who has shown trust in his dealings.
Let us crown him!
In one accord, we come together and crown the CORD leadership, for its crown is our crown. We can be sure that our sincere efforts will pay back in five yearsâ€™ time. That is the truth. Be with us now and we shall definitely be with you, people of the valley. We are blood brothers.
Monday is the day. Raila Amolo Odinga is the choice. Peace be with you as you decide a dream destiny for this land. Long live Kenya!