One year ago, something in Kenya shifted. It was about truth — raw, brave, unflinching truth — spoken in the voice of a generation that had enough. They poured into the streets, placards in hand and courage in heart, not for a political party or tribal bloc, but for the soul of a nation.
The Gen Z uprising wasn’t organised in smoky backrooms, nor powered by billionaires. It was born in tweets and tears, in slogans and songs, in grief and grit. It was Kenya’s most startling civic awakening in a generation.