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This is bitter, this shouldn't be made public, this is so acerbic but I am going to consider it a wake up call to all black Africans all over the world to an imminent danger if we keep hiding in those caves of comfort of self delusion and deception.

Generation comes, generation goes, what man fears most will come upon him, there will be no safe heaven for those who dare run and hide and dine while their wound bleeds, the old will die and rot, their memories will be forgotten, the young will grow and the unborn will come, the unborn will suffer and plunder, the unborn will suffer with the growing Africans when they come, the unborn will plunder and there'll be a greater ruin, the end of peoples, the rot of virtues, the wreck of cultural values, the culture of peoples without a legacy, the rot of people without a guide, a father.

Once we had fathers, now we have none, once we had a home, now we have none, once we had a culture, now we have none, once we have a pride, now we have none, I see a sea of peoples flooding away, there is a great run... single mothers are rife, children without fathers, home without a father, a society, so confused and charged with vigour anoints some blind and deaf individuals to preside over state affairs, they become viciously lawless, there is a great run, Africans are running...their fathers can't see nothing, they're deaf too, their fathers are wining and dining while their wound bleeds, they globe-trot and hide while their wound rot...their present fathers.

The erstwhile fathers did bequeathed a great culture and values, hopes were high for mother Africa and there was a greater tomorrow that never comes but now.

There was Jomo Kenyatta, there was Julius Nyerere, Zik of Africa, Obafemi Awolowo, there was Kenneth Kaunda who left a mind boggling legacy the present generation of African fathers may never come close, there was Kwame Nkruma of Ghana, Emperor Haille Sellaise of Ethiopia, there was once a great Ethiopia!

All over Africa, there flourished a generation of great fathers who made provision for the children and left a home, food and footprints. Those men who refused to accept the judgment passed upon them by others, strangers to the African dream! Men who held unswervingly through the darkest hours to a vision of an Africa emancipated from political, economic and spiritual bondage. Fathers who, by their example, portrayed how precious are freedom and human dignity and of how little value is life without them.

There was once a flourishing great Africa for Africans, a politically free and economically independent continent with a great social patterns unique in style and our own cultures before slavery engulfed the entire continent, slavery and colonialism left in the mind and psyche of Africans a depraved mental state that were partly wiped out by these founding fathers before their exit and hope was reinvigorated.

The founding fathers died because the old must die according to this prophecy, their dreams died as they passed on to eternity and their exit ushered in a growing Africans whose soul were still chained in the scars of colonialism, a system that institutionalizes the thought of one group being superior to the other and thereby subjecting the would be inferior individuals into forced obedience and cult worship of the superior, a system that institutionalizes self delusion and inhumanity to man and his environment to an extent that the average growing Africans did virtually lost any sense of home and identity.

This system gave birth to Neo-colonialist like Mobutu Sese seko of Zaire, Idi Amin Dada of Uganda, Arap Moi of Kenya, Sani Abacha and Ibrahim Babangida of Nigeria, Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe, to name just few, the blind Ugandan genocide elites, Joseph Momoh and Foday Sankoh of Sierria Leone with so much rot in a vast field of diamond, one vicious blind rebel and the other set the west African diamond field burning while they spiralled into a forever darkness.

The crop of African fathers since the demise of colonialism portrayed the likes of an errant boy left in the care of his master's white house, the chickens in the backyard and the marbled kitchen stocked with choice foods, Late Idi Amin Dada once confessed; 'I ran errands for the British while they were here and when they left, they handed over Uganda to me...today, I am the president' as he fiddled with leadership with his partner Obote, and that was all he could boast of through an almost a decade of clowning with leadership!

He was worse than the colonialist and took over his master's rape victims and chickens; the entire Ugandans were reduced to the position of chickens and Christmas goats throughout the reign of this big black clown. The self-titled African leader was as confused as Joseph Momoh of Sierria Leone during Foday Sankoh's rebellion of the 90's that at his exit, Uganda been raped of any virtue left in it.

Today, Amin is history; Ugandans are likely still caged in the memories of the fears of yesterday. The same nasty news with Mobutu, he ruined and looted so much of his own household that the Zairians were cowed into servitude of their father, everybody lived in fear until his exit, he would be considered more vicious than his colonial masters too. Today Mobutu Sese seko is history; Zairians are still gripped in his legacy of ruins and destruction.

At the onset, these present African fathers might have had good intentions and sometimes struggled within a depraved self to establish something ideal and positive about the African people, Arap Moi was a good example, but the fact is their ignorance and disregard of economic and social development is...

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