Friends, Kenyans, tourists, lend me your ears.

I come to bury the media, not to praise it.

The evil that men do lives after them.

The good is oft interred with their bonuses.

So let it be with the media.

The noble government.

Hath told you that the media was ambitious.

If it were so, it was a grievous fault.

And grievously hath the media answered it.

Here, under leave of the cabinet and the rest…

For the Cabinet is an honourable faction.

So are they all, all honourable men.

Come I to speak in the media’s funeral.

It was my friend, faithful and just to me.

But the Cabinet says, it was ambitious.

And the Cabinet is an honourable faction.

It has brought many captives to Parliament from Nyayo House.

Who wise words did the voters mind fill.

Did this in the media seem ambitious?

When that the poor have cried, the media has wept.

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.

Yet the Cabinet says it was ambitious.

And the Cabinet is an honourable faction.

You all did see, that on Kenya’s Ground Zero.

I did offer her a handkerchief as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Which she did thrice refuse.

Was this ambition?

Yet the Cabinet says it was ambitious.

And the Cabinet is an honourable faction.

I speak not to disprove what the government signed.

But I am here to speak for what i do know.

You all did love it once, not without a cause.

What cause withholds you then, to mourn for it?

O judgement! Thou art fled to brutish beasts.

And men have lost their reason.

Bear with me; my heart is in the coffin there with the media.

And I must pause till it come back to me.

Kimemia ’09

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