Adeladius Makwega-MBAGALA
“Brother, where are you? Why do I hear echoes? Ahhh, okay, I thought you were at your place! So you live there? You know, brother, these guys are very bad people; they have absolutely no humanity. You hear all sorts of stories about them—there are many accounts—but they say that when they capture someone, they sodomize him/her, rape her, and then they can record it so that if he/she speaks, if he/she reveals any secrets, those images are spread. This is used as a weapon to silence the abducted person, even if he remains alive. Some they kill, and some die while in their hands. Brother, these are not human beings; they are animals—utter savages, from the big ones to the small ones.”
These thoughts come to Mwanakwetu’s mind about the unknown people, while beside him his laptop is playing a religious song with these words:
“…Jesus Christ is King, the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords… His kingdom is not of this world; His reign is heavenly…”
This reflection revolves in Mwanakwetu’s mind about the unknown people, and he asks himself: are these unknown people brave?
Mwanakwetu answers himself: where?
“These guys are not brave. They are cowards, first of all, who carry out their acts in secrecy, and sometimes they cover their heads and hide their identities, or they do these acts with the aim of getting money or climbing the ladder. The question is only one: yes, you may get money, but how will you use it, and what is its end? Or even if you climb the ladder, what is the end? The important thing is this: when you climb a ladder, will you remain there forever at the top? Remember the Swahili saying: whoever climbs a ladder must come down. You must come down in order to continue with life both below and above the ladder, so that another may climb—because even the unknown one comes down the ladder.”
Remember, beside Mwanakwetu his computer is playing that same song…
“If Jesus’ reign were of this world, He would have an army to protect Him… Jesus Christ is King…”
In Mwanakwetu’s mind, reflection about the unknown people was still racing through his cerebellum:
“In these stages of abduction and beating, if a person dies, what do they say? Right there their minds reach their end. They scramble to hide you, to bury you secretly, or to throw you into the forest or the sea so that animals or fish may eat you. All of that is cowardice; all of that is ignorance of their earthly lives alone—they have nothing else. Don’t they ask themselves that there is One greater than all the governments of the world, who knows all these things, and even knows human life after death?
With their short minds, once you die that is the end for them—so why do they panic? It is stupidity, foolishness, and a failure to understand themselves. Later they carry burdens of guilt in this world; before our God above, know that those who went ahead are answering questions, and you who remain in this world—when you go there, what will you answer?”
These are the inner reflections of Mwanakwetu in his mind about the unknown people, which he has decided to put into this article.
As this continues, Mwanakwetu’s computer is at work, and that song—Jesus Christ is King—is being sung:
“Jesus Christ is King, the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords. His kingdom is not of this world; His reign is heavenly… His reign is not of this world…”
What does Mwanakwetu say today?
“Truly, no one has the authority to humiliate or kill another person in this world. Even if you say the court has that right, where does the court get that right from? Does the court have the power to give a human being life? If you do not have the power to give someone life, know that you do not have the power to take that life away. And likewise, if you do not have the power to give someone life, know that you, you worthless creature, do not have the power to take life away. Even if a judge sentences a person to be hanged, authorization for that execution must still be given by the President; and if the President gives that authorization, only then will the Prison Service go to carry out that sentence.”
This is Mwanakwetu’s proclamation to the unknown people wherever they may be—greetings to you:
“If you were brave, you would do your deeds openly. Why did you abduct Humphrey Polepole and all the others in secret? Do it openly, in broad daylight, so that when we see you we can ask your father, mother, and relatives: who taught you this abduction?
Remember, your days are numbered—whether here on earth or before our God. Each one will answer, one thing after another.”
Are you there?
“The Unknown: Your Days Are Numbered.”
My reader, I wish you a good day.
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