In the teeming dark forest, many Leaves will weaken and drop in droves and fade away in dusty clumps before the tree grows tall and strong.

 

Yes, the fallen leaves are the rising ladder for the rising tree. The dead leaves provide the sustaining manna for the maturing tree!

For each leaf that falls, the surviving tree thrusts itself upwards to kiss the regal sun in grateful supplication for yet another life gone down to make its day, and the ray of a new light!

OUR COUNTRY IS BEING CRUSHINGLY CRIPPLED BY CORROSIVE CORRUPTION AND SNAKE-CRAWLING SYCOPHANCY!!!
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No one can ever describe it half as accurately as it is being felt by those who really suffer it on a daily basis!
I am talking about the pain and the grief wrought by the decades of imposed poverty on our country!

Most of the attempts at crafting solutions are either half-hearted or deliberately ill-conceived!

Now our “democratically” anointed robbers believe that one way to raise funds to dab up this SINKHOLE of a governmental drag-down (in their decided bid to totally mortgage our nation to their greedy pseudo-communist partners) is to collaborate with our new “Slave Masters” in imposing a back-breaking FINE of a teeth-jerking TOLL on a powerless penniless people!

Suddenly, THE ROAD that has for so long been mightily extolled as the exemplary symbol of “development and prosperity” is now being used as a veritable instrument of deprivation: Sierra Leoneans are no longer free to motor through a certain stretch of Chinese patched-up road without a perilous financial penalty that is more punishing to the poor than an elephant dung dropped on the neck of an ailing ant.

Without a doubt our main road in and out of Freetown is being cut off by the slicing scissors of officially sanctioned greed!
Those who have expanded their grabbing realm to the province of toll road “collectors” would be laughing all the way to their banks while the impoverished commuter would be screaming at the next roast cassava seller on the other side of the toll road.

And this in a country where GARI chaff is now gold grain and the cost of imported Burmese rice has risen to become a priceless diamond in the sky.
We are talking about a country where one would need to travel countless countries away to get any meaningful healthcare attention worthy of a cat’s piss, or even a decent coffin for your gran.

This is also the country that has confidently broken WORLD RECORDS in every conceivable negative bracket, including infant mortality and illiteracy rates.

We seem to be eternally destined to wear the ignoble tag for every demeaning category under God’s rotating firmament! But should we?

What is really baffling way beyond the crash is the complacent acceptance of the crap!

We look like a nation that has been successfully programmed into a tortuous addiction to the happy ownership of all the bad things and every ugly stuff our “leaders” can throw out at us!

One would never believe that ours is a country with blessed trees of goodness heavily hanging low in a vast forest with every make of ripened fruit just waiting to be picked!
Only problem is that the FRUITS are being picked by the wrong hands and stored in the wrong places to gather moss and rot away.

For a decade long stretch we have been parading the mantra of “THE WORLD BEST” in our corrupted world-view, like a trapped flock of bleating sheep deafeningly blaring out the “magnanimous virtues” of a knife swinging butcher who cares not on which side of your neck the severing blow lands!

And just when you think the starving poor cannot stomach the piling mess one more morsel of a mouthful, the very FUTURE of their world is being snuffed out of existence: for how many poor desperate parents are going to afford 500,000 leones in our today Sierra Leone just to secure a university application “FORM” for the probability of an admission that is far from been assured? And then a graduation that is as meaningless as a blank page from a bad cheque.

Scandalous, you say?
That is not even half the story!

For those who get accepted into that crumbling roach-hole of a university, the abominable cost of the application form is only the beginning of their chain of woes!
An inescapable ratty lifestyle awaits their soiled existence like a sad river of sores that never runs dry! A river that is ready to drown your body your mind and your very soul!

All you can do is to PRETEND to learn, to PRETEND to be preparing yourself for a hopeful cut of a sizeable take of the poisonous “cake” rolling in the spilling sewage that is the APC world. A world that is menacingly floating around your “university facade” of a dumb intellectual dump!

When a country is dying it jerks out its sagging legs like an electrocuted frog suffering the spasms of a gruesome end.

For the conscious observer, the enveloping sadness engulfing a sober mind is as slaughtering as the very act of the physical and psychological death of a condemned nation!

You are gutted when you KNOW that your people are suffering, NEEDLESSLY, because of the headlessness of those who have weaponised greed to kill a nation they are sworn to save!

Anger gives way to sadness when you KNOW that those been slaughtered (in every sense) are initially incapacitated by a level of debilitating ignorance that prevents men from distinguishing a wolf from a werewolf.

When gloom is accepted as bloom there remains little drive to venture a try to anywhere!
For every forward step seems to sink the hopeful traveller into a sinkhole flaming with hot coals!
It is worse than the fate of a fly being fried using its wings as fuel!

It is either this nation rises to completely CHANGE the system that has enslaved it for so many bleeding decades or we give our country up to those who continue to thrive on perfecting the chains of penury that perpetually enslaves us all!
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