Thanx Suntou for sharing. Rene is excellent. The brain cells are coming together if ever so slowly. Perhaps we can begin right now from a position of honesty and sobriety. The idiots will still be in denial to pull the wool over our somber faces, but a critical mass of the intelligent can overwhelm any gaucherie. If their hearts are in the right places.

Haruna. I knew this and more days will be coming. I just hope we quit wasting precious time and lives.

 

I have little choice but to share this deep and thought provocking poem by Rene, whoever he is. This one is well written and rationally argued.   CULLED FROM: http://www.gambia.dk/forums/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=7334   The vociferous voices are silent the partisan bickering ebbs the moment of truth draws closer the garment of ethnic pride worn sleekly up our tattered sleeves divisive and condescending it brings to the fore the latent ethnic biases the drumbeat of proud tribal warriors deafens the polluted political battlefield. We stand accused our loyalty is deeply ingrained buried deep in our subconscious mind that we are first and foremost a Wollof, Mandinka, Fula or Jola a Serer, Manjago, Serahule or Pepel and the hypocrisy of our intellectual nuances falls falt on its deceitful face; we parade ourselves as genuine patriots our allegiance unabashedly ethnic centered with a perceived interest motivation our passionate chorus a disharmonious appeal to an opposition divided. ***** The gates of their hell stood wide ajar and their conscience imprisioned; their sense of decency stripped naked. They marched through the gates of this hell their rendezvous with destiny the hell of their atrocities; they breathe with unrepentant perfidy and puff in this abode of treacherous disrepute. The gates of their hell stood wide ajar with their godly posture and arrogant disposition with their crude mentality and unbridled appetite to dominate and to exploit to satiate from the excesses of power; they marched through the gates of their hell the hell of their gluttony; they drip with the blood of the innocent they soak in the tears of a people hungered; a people impoverished a people maligned and robbed. Rene

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