He lives in a big city, in a nice neighborhood & has friends in high places. A modern day prodigal son embraces mobility, so he rides in latest Germany SUVs in weekdays & it’s him you hear roaring past you in blue, super-pimped, ear-deafening imprezzas on Naivasha-Nairobi highway on Saturday morning. Guess where he's going.
ughter never misses Masaku. Ever thinking when December will really come since Instagram badly waits for her Diani selfies. She knows all the ‘joints’ in town. A modern day prodigal daughter despises those below her but predatorily worships the financially muscled. She only sees churches in movies.
A modern day prodigal son is heavily connected with an array of high-tech gadgets. He has a 6-figure income, lives an urban hyped lifestyle & always gets ‘what’ he wants. He cares not where he has come from. Verily, a modern day prodigal daughter only cares for herself, her job & her friends.
The fast-aging parents to these modern day ‘prodigals’ live in a remote village hundreds of miles from the city, left to be fed on by demons of poverty. The last time their kids showed up at home was 7 and half years ago at the granny’s burial ... for a single day of course. Since their kids graduated, they lost touch. The graduation photos are the only bitter memories left.
Every day the sun rises, they hope their son/daughter remembers them, even through a Sh. 200 M-pesa msg. But that is like seeing a Halley’s Comet, after every 78years. They languish in poverty and diseases are fast driving them to their destiny, but they are still proud of their son/daughter, their lost investment. Someday, soon, they hope they will peacefully join their long-gone relatives so that their son/daughter shows up to organize their funeral & hurriedly travel back to the great city.
As one of my lady friends usually says, “Kweli watu wana roho.”
ughter never misses Masaku. Ever thinking when December will really come since Instagram badly waits for her Diani selfies. She knows all the ‘joints’ in town. A modern day prodigal daughter despises those below her but predatorily worships the financially muscled. She only sees churches in movies.
A modern day prodigal son is heavily connected with an array of high-tech gadgets. He has a 6-figure income, lives an urban hyped lifestyle & always gets ‘what’ he wants. He cares not where he has come from. Verily, a modern day prodigal daughter only cares for herself, her job & her friends.
The fast-aging parents to these modern day ‘prodigals’ live in a remote village hundreds of miles from the city, left to be fed on by demons of poverty. The last time their kids showed up at home was 7 and half years ago at the granny’s burial ... for a single day of course. Since their kids graduated, they lost touch. The graduation photos are the only bitter memories left.
Every day the sun rises, they hope their son/daughter remembers them, even through a Sh. 200 M-pesa msg. But that is like seeing a Halley’s Comet, after every 78years. They languish in poverty and diseases are fast driving them to their destiny, but they are still proud of their son/daughter, their lost investment. Someday, soon, they hope they will peacefully join their long-gone relatives so that their son/daughter shows up to organize their funeral & hurriedly travel back to the great city.
As one of my lady friends usually says, “Kweli watu wana roho.”
