Evidently, Kenya is in a bad place. In virtually every corner of the country, we are being forced to sing a strange song. Insecurity stalks North Eastern Kenya. Meanwhile, the police are armed to the teeth and poured in Mumias. They are here to ensure everybody goes to Kakamega to sing the strange song. Al Shabab can wait. A broke country is spending state funds on choral rallies in pursuit of a cagey agenda. We don’t understand the message of the song. The words, the stanzas and tune are unknown. But we must sing. If we don’t sing, we are called the devil’s children. Because of this, the strange song is causing unnecessary hostility. The choir masters will not listen to legitimate questions.