The story of Africans sold into slavery is supposed to be consigned to historical fact, something that happened a long, long time ago in a cruel, ignorant and evil world but the past has a way of repeating itself.
Kenyans have not forgotten that peace without justice is like prescribing a placebo in place of the medicine. It might offer a temporary relief but it won’t cure the disease.
There is a special breed of women about to exit the scene, gifted with the endless capacity to care for others. They are the forgotten grandmothers whose weary hands hold up our rural villages.