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When a Kenya Flower Council email landed in my mailbox on Tuesday morning bearing the subject Impact of Nationwide Transport Disruptions on Kenya’s Flower Industry, my mind immediately wandered to the Biblical prophet Jeremiah — he of lamentations, tears, and endless cries for a people weighed down by circumstances beyond their control.
And I could not help but ask: For how long will Kenya’s flower sector keep wailing?
The book of Lamentations is the sound of a broken nation crying out, not because it had no voice, but because it seemed no one was listening. In many ways, that is where our flower industry finds itself today — speaking, pleading, warning, and lamenting, yet too often met with silence or delayed action.
This latest cry over transport disruptions is only the newest verse in a long song of lament from the sector.
For years, growers have lamented skyrocketing freight costs that continue to squeeze margins. They have cried over persistent flight shortages that leave premium stems stranded, missing critical market windows in Europe. They have raised concern over multiple taxes, levies, and compliance costs that pile pressure on already stretched operations.
Internally, farms battle rising input costs — fertilisers, crop protection products, water, electricity, and labour — all climbing while market prices remain painfully competitive.
Then there are the external burdens: erratic weather patterns linked to climate change, geopolitical tensions that disrupt global trade, fluctuating exchange rates, and ever-tightening sustainability requirements from key export markets such as Germany, Netherlands, and the United Kingdom.
And now, transport disruptions.
For an industry built on precision, perishability, and timing, every hour lost on the road is a petal lost in value. Flowers are not steel or cement; they do not wait patiently in warehouses. They wilt. They perish. They miss the auction clock.
Yet despite being one of Kenya’s strongest foreign exchange earners and a lifeline to thousands of livelihoods, the sector often appears to cry into the wind.
Like Jeremiah, the flower industry’s lament is not merely complaint for complaint’s sake. It is a plea for intervention, foresight, and understanding.
The question is no longer whether the sector is hurting. The question is: When will its lamentations finally be heard? And perhaps more urgently, before the next cry lands in our inboxes, who will rise to answer?