As Kenyans go raving and ranting on the much publicized drought, I beg to direct their sense of philanthropic nature closer to their homes. There has been a crop of Kenyans that have been neglected for so long, we intentionally carpet the cracks on the wall for the sake of international relations and public relations when we ignore the street children starving due to lack of not only food but also the gross famine of lack of love which mother Teresa at one time said was the worst kind of famine affecting the world citizens.
It beats logic to donate a lot of money to the cause,(which is okay)and go bragging to your drinking pals by showing the transaction you sent, while on your way out of the pub, you spit or curse the street child who weakly begs you for a cup of tea or a meal which would cost less than a quarter of the drinks one has been handling and buying to faceless strangers just because your cars are sharing a slot in the parking lot, many don’t have any idea that the child could have been a result of that one stand during your crazy campus parties!!
In short my fellow Kenyans, street life is dirty, violent and short. The street children’s rights are constantly violated by the same adults who are supposed to be their custodians, they are subject to sexual exploitation in return for food or clothes, they are beaten by police and detained without concrete reasons, just as we have held hands up together for those affected by the drought, how about we pull a list on the next initiatives starting with a quick one titled, ‘KENYANS FOR KENYAN STREET CHILDREN!!”
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