Thursday, January 29, 2009

Living the dream


I am a dreamer like every other youth who heed to the call of the early morning crow of the cock. Living the life of a dreamer in a world where the rich oppress the poor and the wealth of the country is being shared by a few who lavish in the wealth meant for so money. They are not helping matters! I mean those politicians who made a creed to wipe the common man from any talk in a social gathering or even the zeal to learn is being thwarted based on the fact that the poor man's kid on the street has no place in the tertiary institutions which are being bought over by the rich. I wonder why schools were created in the first place? I have a dream like the great Martin Luther who rose like the early morning sun that stands the challenges of segregation in America, I rise like the firm iroko tree and heed the call of wise men who toilled and plowed the soils of our land to feed their family and also the country. There is a place for us craving youths in this country we find ourselves in, we will never give up, but rise to a course on the verge of freedom to a father land.
This soul, this toil, this pledge to be that person I long to be will drive me on and on, like Obama's audacity of hope, when you have hope, you are being audacious. There are no excuses for the youths who dwell in the buildings of neglect and scorn, what one needs is to stand up and rise to the inner call which is more like a burning flame rousing that longing to be the real person out of restraint and determination. We will live the dreams for our ancestors to be proud of their kins, we are Africans does not mean we are retarded, backward or to be subjected to scorn, we have go wits, we have got the skills and the man power to make our land a better place for all to live, right in the market place our women sells their wares and go home with smiles on their faces, right on the farm land we hoed and burnt every weed of poverty and come home with tubers of yams for the home to feast on, we will live the dream, which burns right in my heart as well as your heart.