The Green Gold of Lake Victoria

Our very own daughter once said that Mother Nature is generous but very unforgiving. She went ahead and bagged a Nobel Peace Prize from her environmental and political activism. She might have gone from our sights but three years on, her actions, words and memories are still clear in our eyes, loud in our ears and vivid in our minds. She still motivates a couple of us.

Talking of the unforgiving nature of Mother Nature, it is worrying to imagine the number of lashes we are queuing for, after all that we have done and continue to do. We annoy her every second of our lives. Everything around us is just a shame. From garbage to deforestation and poluted water sources. Everything looks pathetic.

I get this reminder of the awaiting whip every time I use Jogoo Road from Embakasi to Nairobi town. after Donholm, you have to cross a bridge under which flows some murky yucky stuff in the name of water. To call it a spade, the water does not have some sewage spillage but the sewage spillage under the bridge has some water. It all flows in the name of a river. Surely, even if we evade it, Mother Nature will eventually crack the whip on our offsprings as we weep in our graves.