THE NEW MAN

THE ANGRY ME

I left, disappointed and angry. My visiting the psychiatrist hadn’t helped me at all. At such times I would put on my earphones with soft rock playing or the likes of, “country road take me home….” And I would walk and walk until it falls dark and I would go home to sleep tired and hungry. Walking towards kangema road I read a sign board that read “saint mary’s catholic church murang’a diocese.” And immediately I knew there was someone who could carry my burden without me having to kill him, JESUS or a PRIEST. where was I to go?.