Split-Second
A second is all it takes for shit to crumble on your feet, a rigid base you thought, well when it quakes it breaks. We all know the pain, less brutal than a beating. It eats you up from inside and because you wouldn't want to bother anyone with your troubles, a smile a day keeps the questions away. I have been there, we have all been there. We sometimes misread situations and end up hurting people we love by the things we say. In the height of depression in the country, I dedicate this piece to the 8 year old boy from Lurambi, Kakamega who recently committed suicide. I lack words to describe how sad this feels. What atrocities was the child going through that led him to this? To think that depression can engulf a child that they see no other option than death, gives me chills. I have tried to think of the most gruesome of conditions an 8 year old could be going through but none complements suicide. Maybe he was playing with a rope in the bathroom and it became too tight! ...