Your Excellency, you are so called for you are bestowed the stateliness By all of Ghana to be excellent. Who therefore gave thee the license to indulge they self in any sort of pity party? Yes, it is true most of us (myself included) have turned ourselves into ‘John Bashers’ since P(NDC) But how come the descendant of the importunate Nabaga seeks to waver like this? Or are you not the descendant of the indomitable Mande warriors of Mali? The singular defender and bearer of our grand coat of arms must be that man; Who carries himself in the presence of all opposition as if everything were titular and ephemeral but he. So how dare thee, how dare thee in mere sight of wagging tongues, depict quivering teeth? How dare thee chicken to 2016; when our stomachs are pretty empty in 2013? Know, your excellency, that the sour faces of the multitude, like their sweet faces, are put on and off as the wind blows and the newspapers direct in many cases Many are us who think we know what your duty is better than you know it. But trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place found for you by divine providence, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events. Great men have always done so, working through their hands, Predominating in all their being. You are now the man, and you must accept in the highest mind the same transcendent destiny. Do not be made by thy valued advisors to sound like a minor or invalid in a protected corner, or a coward, fleeing before arm chair revolutionaries, But be the guide, the redeemer, and benefactor, Obeying the Almighty effort; advancing on the dark and the Chaos. Like now than never before; Ghana desperately hopes you are that phoenix To rise from the ashes of this mess, off on to a new beginning. For our lives, and our very survival, depends on it. Your Excellency!
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 09:26:18 +0000
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