I don’t understand how it all started.

All I know is that it’s within chains.

I even don’t know who started it.

Let me guess.

It started with one person.

If you don’t mind if I tell you a story.

A story of a little author by the name Mtendere.

At the age of 14 he won a scholarship to study in Canada.

Chains!

Sometimes I forget that am telling you about chains.

Anyway, as he was abroad his mother died.

The elders agreed not to inform him.

On his arrival he noticed the absence of her dear mom.

He asked and he was taken to the graveyard.

How come you didn’t tell me my mother has died?

Instead of responding they gave him a written note.

The note with her mother’s handwriting.

Chains!

The boy Cried loudly.

He shivers opening the letter.

The note read; “I have died of AIDS.”

“I got the virus from your father on that first night we fell for each other.”

“He too told me he got it from his first lover Nafuneya.”

“I was told Nafuneya got from her mother during birth.”

“Nafuneya’s mother was raped.”

“And the rapist was HIV positive so transmitted it to her.”

Chains!

“But this rapist was so cruel.”

“How could he do such a thing,” cries Mtendere.

So this rapist got the virus after receiving un-tested blood when nurses were on strike.

I don’t know who started it.

But I am just trying to follow the chains.

Who started it?

And where is itheading?

Perhaps, who will end it?

I am also speechless.

I just know its chains!