I cry for them.…

We are living in a scary, crazy, unfriendly and unfair or uncertain world and times. We have all calibers of people; good, bad, schemers…the list is endless. 

There are those with muscles, that is, well endowed financially or well connected and are always assured of smooth survival but just as it is in a jungle, there are others on the other end whose existence is dependent on the mercies of the wealthy and better placed in the society.

They are ever in a constant life-taking wrestle with this unfair life scenario. It is with great concern and remorse that my prayers are with these low and less fortunate groupings in the society. I have this cry and prayer in me that one day life will be better and more accommodating to them.

I cry for those displaced people in Kenya and world at large, majorly, those who woke up one day hoping to have a better day only to find themselves in civil clashes, grisly natural disasters among others totally u-turning their lives into the dark. 

All of a sudden misfortunes completely burying their dreams, loved ones and everything to do with normalcy in life. Kids have been consequently separated from their parents and guardians temporarily or for life, thus left vulnerable, the worst state in life. 

I at heart have remorse for the ones whose lives are a matter of chances- they know when they wake up. 

They have their lives as a complete puzzle whose cards are only known when you play them. They are not in a position to plan ahead as everything is a matter of grace- they can only be sure of the ‘today’, in fact, ‘now’ they are living because tomorrow is a mystery to them.

Indispensably am made to pray for those people suffering from terminal illnesses and have consequently lost taste of life. These people are ever thinking of putting their houses in order so as to depart in peace. I can try to understand their worried state of mind, ever calculating unending solution less problems.

The imperfect judiciary in administering justice has landed completely innocent grapple incarcerated behind bars in calabooses, state correction institutions and maximum prisons the last place a human being would ever wish to end up. 

My prayers are with such people undergoing torment- physical, social, emotional, spiritual and psychological- in these clinks. It has cost most of them families, self esteems, focus, hope and entirely the reason behind being alive.

It is so demoralizing to be jobless, seasonally employed, doing substandard jobs or not being appreciated at work especially for people with right qualifications and worse even for those over qualified to do manual jobs. 

It makes some lose focus in life especially highly motivated youths with big dreams and great expectations in life. To such, disappointments may totally spell doom making them lose total control of their lives. My prayers are with them.

It is remorse in us as humans that differentiates us from the other animals on the planet. It is a call for every single person, regardless of where on the globe, to do even the least possible to make life better for somebody else somewhere. It should be everyone’s drive to care for one another instead of always thinking on how to take advantage of less fortunate.

I pray the world becomes a better living place.