The Angels Weep, as the Sun sets!

[Mtoto Wa Geti Kali]

I am sitting here thinking about who I am, and what I am. The journey is long and arduous. An era where our forefathers’ institution has ceased to exist. Where the basic fundamental principles instilled on generations is evaporating, where western philosophies are being adapted by our youth. Where learning is like Kryptonite to them, Where they can’t distinguish right from wrong. Where vying for kudos is the chic thing.

As I take a long stroll through life’s’ predestined calamities; a cold shiver runs through my spine. I find myself wading through a vacuum filled void. I stumble upon the garden of good & evil, a place devoid of humanity, filled with malice induced phantoms. A spawning of venomous beings, each one more deadly than a Black Mamba……….