Africa, the holy ground which our forefathers deemed fit for the worship of peace, love and unity among its people ; a promise of a better and brighter future for which they tirelessly labored in the cruel regime of injustice and hatred, to engrave its certainty on the tablets of freedom. Then,was a common course that pooled together fearless spirits and outstanding characters from every corner of the continent, breathing life into the realisation of self-rule and the onset of a free world for its children to explore and live their dreams.
Unfortunately, the Africa we knew has since undergone a metamorphosis cycle into a harbour of adversity run by the lack of hygiene in the political systems designed to shape efficient and functional government structures, the carefree attitudes of the people towards various key elements that have been pounding the society’s development to submitting to the immense poverty levels, and the tribalist egos which we’ve consciously provided an advanced habitat in our minds. The heights of political unrest in the many African nations which have been playing Rambo on the stability of this land by churning its security installations is reaching for the skies but this time round God is out of options since we’ve already aligned ourselves along tribal lines, speaking different social,economical and political dialects. The dream of our ancestors about a self-dependent vibrant Africa remains chained and caged in the ink of the night and attempts to see it through into the daylight can as well be dismissed as a parody of Judas’ ownership of the silver coins.
Meanwhile, the people have chosen to close their eyes on this saddening reality into a heavy slumber because the African dream is appealing, even when it only exists as a piece of literature in sociopolitical reads and an irritating whistle tune used by looters to shelter their ill intentions while masquerading under masks of honorables and excellencies to steal from the people. The fabric that has clothed this divine land in peace,harmony and prosperity is tearing apart with each day past and the individuals entrusted with the responsibilities of weaving it back together are pulling out strings to clothe themselves. The meaning of a leader has been shamelessly translated to landlords of vast property coverage, travellers in posh private jets and flashy motorcades ; all running on gallons of fuel from national reserves, consumers of the world’s high-end luxury products and bugglers operating in broad daylight.
Governance has been severely dented in this part of the world hence undermining the mastication of the tireless efforts of the humble citizens to yielding essential nutrients fostering the growth of its sons and daughters. In addition to this fact, the salt and light sermon on this major concept, preached by our founding fathers on the mountains of freedom, has been cast into the recycle bin by the scoundrels (professionally refered to as “governors”) whose main agenda is to uproot this continent and turn it upside down. Greed has swept us away from the sacred codes dedicated to the programming of our mentalities as dictated by the principles of brotherhood and peaceful co-existence among us.
We’re slowly falling victims of our own actions as we sit down and watch savages devour our land, sharing it to their convenience. They plunge us into endless conflict ,in our innocence , as they entertain their guests in expensively furnished mansions in America,Europe and Asia where other governors are putting in work to their titles. Promises of heaven have slammed the gates of hell right behind us rendering our toil and harvest irrelevant to our own survival since these hyenas have crucified our economies and laid national currencies inside valueless tombs awaiting an unprecedented or prophesied messiah.
Our children linger in ignorance from the shallow education systems ripped off their efficiency by the gluttons gobbling up funds meant to sponsor fundamental facilities and salaries for the poorly paid teachers. Mothers play a vital role in delivering the future of this beautiful land but all is not rosy when the few available health care facilities seriously lack the latter at no alarming rate to the relevant ministries ; the big fish swim in big oceans so they aren’t bothered by the hyacinth in the lakes. Talking of inflation; skyrocketing prices scare the ordinary people each day because their pockets,emptied by overboard tax rates, cannot handle the heat of this tragedy.
To conclude this endless discussion; the leaders of Mama Africa need to summon the ghosts of their conscience to scare their people out this nightmare that chokes their sleep. We need to instill responsiblity and accountability in the individuals overseeing the activities of our nation so the efforts of our fathers in the liberation of Africa can finally realise its fruits. African leaders need to go back to The University Of Dar Es Salaam and acknowledge the sense in Prof. PLO Lumumba’s speech on the hygiene in African politics. We need to go back to the struggle for independence and establish the price of freedom and evaluate if we’ve made any profit of that struggle or compensated for the loss. We,the children of this land, need to join hands and stand firm against the predators stealing our sheep by night. We need to embrace our true selves and work tirelessly to achieving the African dream.