It was a beautiful Thursday morning.The birds chirping,and the sky seemed so blue and bright with an
adjoining stretch that seemed to connect the stars through and through.It seemed a perfect weather,a
perfect day.Everything around me felt so quiet besides the scanty noise coming on from the streets
that seemed to jolt me out of my reverie.Like constant flashes,it all began to come back to me and
when i look back now,i shake my head in utter disillusionment about what the African people are going
through.I think of the hardship of the common man every other day and the attendant frustrations he
has to go through to get food on the table for his family.I flash back with a pain in my heart when i think about the entire system.Hospitals that have become mere consulting rooms,roads that have
become death traps,schools that have become dilapidated due to lack of infrastructure and funding. My pain is much when i think of the every day African man, ekeing out a living on very little
resources available to him and still forced to live under a dollar per day with lots of extended
families dependent on him. My heart cries out everyday when i look through the dailies and i see the poor being denied
justice.I see dreams been truncated everyday because of the despair and disillusionment on the
faces of the people. My heart bleeds,when the average student goes through the four walls of a classroom without any hope
of getting to the next level and graduates without any form of employment coming his way. I weep when i see on the streets the youths of a continent who should be the generation of tomorrow
pining away gradually due to hopeless situations they've found themselves which oftentimes isn't most
of their faults.Yea i don't expect governments to solve all these problems unilaterally but we need to
see some human sympathy brought into governance where we can begin to see leaders match their words
with action and changes in priorities.We want to see a corrupt free continent and let leaders begin
to feel the pulse of the people.I believe everyone has a chance to live and feel that sense of
belonging only if we've committed leaders who are ready to walk the talk in all organs of
government. I look around me,surrounded with so much splendor .I think about several millions of Africans that
have had to keep their hopes and dreams at bay just to leave their homelands in search of golden
fleece. My heart bleeds when i think about my generation.Several youths on the path of destruction. Why must this happen? why must we continue to suffer in the midst of plenty.why must we continue to
be second citizens in other countries? why must we continue to live in a world thats full of hate
and misery? why must we continue to have shattered dreams? Its almost a hopeless situation for the common man.Sometimes,have almost been tempted to think that
our natural resources have been a curse on our people or why should we kill,maim and destroy
willfully over what God in his wisdom has deposited upon our continent for our common good.The list
is endless of countries engaging themselves at war.Brothers killing brothers.I mean,whats the point
if we work and labor and all we get in return is sorrows tears and blood.The land soaks with blood
of innocent citizens crying out everyday for justice. When shall justice begin to play out in Africa.When shall respects and sanctity of human life
begin to be respected.when shall equality between the whites and the blacks of this world be a
reality? I share in the Martin Luther dream that one day we shall be able as a people hew out a stone
of hope out of this mountain of despair,marching forward,stronger than ever knowing that one day,our
kids will be afforded good education,good health care services,and the best of their dreams being
achieved. I look forward to a brighter tomorrow for the African continent in which you and i will be forever
proud of our color and who we truly are.With this faith,i know we'll surely get there someday.
I rest my case.
Dear Diary-Not Again
3 months ago
