A case for the cops

After the pathologist had ordered that the man be cut down I sat down with a police team for a briefing. I was humbled by the tireless effort invested in solving the gruesome murders that had enveloped that village with terror, leaving a peaceful nation in a state of shock and utter confusion. Bricks Mokoti, the suspect, was dead; but not before five or so innocent people had been raped and bludgeoned to death in cold blood.

Somehow I wished it would be the last such incident. Some occurrences engrave themselves in one’s memory and compel oneself to reconsider settled assumptions about the times they live in; the safety of family, and society as a whole. Sadly, no one can divine what the womb of futurity holds. We can only hope and pray. As the nation debates complex questions of morality and rights, there will always be forces pulling it down the precipice. When such time come, it is to the police that we turn for answers.