It is dark in Kenya today.... very dark. The storm clouds are gathering, the war drums getting louder. Almost too loud for us to remember that this nation was founded by heroes and sheroes who, though outnumbered and outgunned, still stood up for their humanity and their dignity. Though the freedom they fought for was shortly thereafter stolen from them, still they left us with a legacy of choosing to die on our feet than to live on our knees.
Now the call of history summons us once more to stand up and be counted. But we shall not be provoked into shedding innocent blood. We shall not be incited to return hate for hate. We shall instead rise up to nonviolently but firmly and actively defend those first principles for which our war of independence was fought and on which our nation was founded, the principles captured by the sacred words of our national anthem. That for our children if not for us, Kenya shall yet be preserved as a land where they shall dwell in unity, peace and liberty, and where plenty will be found not just within our physical borders, but within the heart of every man, woman and child.