Ababu Namwamba the retired general after a long dry spell of loneliness in the political limbo, resurfaces. This time round singing to the tune of Jubilee, without any doubt to try to console himself from the political blackout he found himself in, all this time. A result of his uncalled for rebellion or is it narcissistic self pride.
How
many people saw Ababu namwamba yesterday. The guy was sullen,
melancholic cowering in ignominious fear. You can fail to see by the
face, a woman with a dead spirit, but a hopeless downtrodden man with no
Ego or spirit
inside is like a chicken which has been rained on cats and dogs. The general who now supports Jubilee because a bridge in budalangi was repaired, does not reflect the image of a general anymore but portrays a state of ambivalence and dilema, having an empty party over his shoulders.
Of what use is his Labour party, he inherited from a woman who has thrown in the towel of politics? Well for now lets pray for "A babu" now without "Mwamba", he must be fighting the mother of battles in his heart as portrayed in his speech. He keeps insisting that all that matters is his conscience and truly, self proclaimed Mulembe kingpin has a clouded conscience. At least not until he gets a clear conscience and goes back home like the proverbial, prodigal son.
inside is like a chicken which has been rained on cats and dogs. The general who now supports Jubilee because a bridge in budalangi was repaired, does not reflect the image of a general anymore but portrays a state of ambivalence and dilema, having an empty party over his shoulders.
Of what use is his Labour party, he inherited from a woman who has thrown in the towel of politics? Well for now lets pray for "A babu" now without "Mwamba", he must be fighting the mother of battles in his heart as portrayed in his speech. He keeps insisting that all that matters is his conscience and truly, self proclaimed Mulembe kingpin has a clouded conscience. At least not until he gets a clear conscience and goes back home like the proverbial, prodigal son.
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