The Parklands Diary

  Poem by Dominic Kariuki Njumbi * The Unknown Soldier War broke out, and all were called to fight. Young and naïve he stood, Fear tightening around his tender throat— Yet patriotism spoke louder. Thus marched the unknown soldier. “Why must peace be born of war?” He wondered, His plea falling on deadened ears. “March!” — that was the order. And so he fought without understanding, The unknown soldier. He gave his blood, his sweat, his all, Yet no one ever knew his name. Fate turned its face away— The enemy claimed him, And they called him The unknown soldier. The old declare the war, The young go forth and die. And when peace finally dawns, Those who bore its cost Are remembered only as The unknown soldiers. * Bachelor of Science (BSc) in Public Health. He can be contacted at: 0706304671.

  Dominic Kariuki Njumbi * Carved from the Same Stone Why the hatred among brethren? Why the bloodshed, Why the guile and malice upon your lips— When all were carved from the same stone?   You let wealth deceive you, Your hearts no longer know right from wrong. You see with but one blinded eye, Forgetting all were carved from the same stone.   Awake, and reconcile with your brother. Make amends with your sister. Restore the peace of ancient days, For all were carved from the same stone   * Bachelor of Science (BSc) in Public Health. He can be contacted at: 0706304671