We have all had a dark season
Nothing was bearing fruit
Did we want to devour our crops
Before the fruits were ripe?
They say the night is darkest at dawn
Just when the sun is about to rise
To a new day
A new beginning
Another opportunity
What do we do with the day
You only live once they say
So we live for the day
We don't plan for tomorrow
So when the sun rises,
We go through a routine that's in our head by default
What we came to understand that is necessary
Or what our comfortable bodies feels best to do at that time
So when the sun rises,
It's just another day on earth
Thanking our creator for it
But it's like a song where we have our prayers memorised
Which ain't a bad thing so please don't throw shades
But it's like it's kawaida
Waking up
Hot shower
Having breakfast
I mean what's life without all this that you are used to or rather what you've known ever since time in memorial
But the fact that a chokoraa in gikomba who sleeps on a rock
With a gunia as his blanket has never crossed us
Or the eleven year old girl
Who stayed up all night pleasing men
Because that's all she knows at her tender age
Has never had a chance to even pass through our minds
Because it is kawaida to see another day
To have buttered bread
To have a hot shower
And to see what the day brings
But they also told us that failing to plan is planning to fail
But we excel in our fields
We live to see another day
We get promoted
But what they did not tell us is that we have the capability to do more if we plan
If we sat down and outlined our vision
If we actualised our dreams and now want to be a doctor by 35 or whatever year
We are too comfortable because everything is meant to go our way anyway
The chokoraa had to wake up earlier before kanjo comes and chase them away
They have to go bin after bin in search of some left overs that we trashed last night after having dinner at KFC and the chicken was too spicy so we threw it in the bin on kimathi street
The chokoraa treks from Gikomba just to find the "spicy chicken" that's heaven on earth to him
They say one man's meat is another man's poison
Lest we forget that we all belong to the same father
Just that chance and opportunity has presented to some of us
The race is not to the swift,
Nor the battle to the strong,
Nor bread to the wise,
Nor riches to men of understanding,
Nor favor to men of skill;
But time and chance happen to them all.
Just like it is in Ecclesiastes
As we go round
We should think of how
We can impact our society
How we can be the change we want to see
How we can be a blessing to others
Let's be planners
Let's be purposeful
Let's live to please God
For He has made us new creatures.
