ONCE A HERO,ALWAYS A HERO

I recall that fateful nigh vividly as if it all happened yesterday yet it was the year 2007.We were awakened by screams and curiosity drove my mother, brother and out of house .Little did i know that hell had broken loose and we had just put our head into the lions mouth.No sooner had we gone on our heels than my brother was attacked by a crowd of armed men. People were fighting just in the name of supporting their leaders after suspecting rigging had occurred .
   Darkness covered all over as we ran,as fast as our legs could carry me ,not knowing where we were going nor where my brother was.We found ourselves at Jamhuri ground and surprisingly we werent alone. Soon our title was internal displaced persons and given tents to camp there.However ,God is never too far since he sent the Red cross who donated food  and clothes e.t.c. They advertise my brother through media and through Gods help, my brother was found as fine as a fiddle.
    Through the Red-cross organisation we were also advertised on television and within a blink of an eye we had resettled.I hope Kenya of tomorrow will have more people like Red cross, and even more reasonable citizens who wont fight because of political differences.Once a hero always always a hero, is what the Red Cross organisation will always be to me as their kindness will forever stay in my mind like  a printed book

Location: STREET, NAIROBI, Kenya