White lies. Zile lines tulikuwa tunadanganywa nazo as we were growing up e.g kids are bought in hospital. Also you’d be told that if you swallow chewing gum, it’d make your intestines stick together. Right now I’m feeling like pouring HCL on chewing gum to see how it behaves. Then we’d be told that if you swallowed seeds, they’d germinate in your belly and sprout through your mouth and nostrils. SMH. Only now do I think about the conditions necessary for a seed to germinate and wonder whether there’s light in the tummy because seriously a seed germinating in the stomach?
Then there was that lie that after Cain, ‘Adams son’ was cursed by God, he started roaming the universe at night and if you looked outside at midnight you’d see his feet and that his footsteps are from one horizon to the other. Luckily I didn’t look outside at midnight because I was scared that Cain would grab me by the dress, Undertaker style and carry me from one corner of the world to the other. Even though I think he might have helped me travel the world like that Beatnik guy, ‘Jack Kerouac,’ I doubt we’d find any rest because no sooner is it day in Africa than its darkness in Bermuda. But if he’d offered to carry me on his shoulders as I write my chronicles, I wouldn’t have minded, because ooh the inspirations I’d have gathered from Maldives, The Bahamas, Kathmandu and Casablanca not forgetting the milky way.
For now lemmi sing Midnight in Montgomery, he’s always singing there, as I hope that the song is referring to one Hank Williams and not Cain or ‘marimū ma nyakondo.’ Hī, I think I see him over there, sshh…
#StillTheChronicler.
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