My fatherland

Its like power has come never to change hands. All we preach is government of the people, by the people and for the people. Where is it? When old barons have refused to go for a change to come. Again, a new gang of thieves and embezzlers have been brought back to rule. It marvels to hear some protestants talk of change too. It’s quite a shame to see the same individuals, Not wanting to retire for another set of fresh brains. He who talks of change should show an example. Why will he want change when he has not began implementing it? There is a say “charity begins at home” Why do you want to remain a life chairman? Does it mean you are the only competent leader? For how long have you been there? It is not greediness? Stop hypocrisy! Our fate is for God Almighty to decide. Confidence we have lost in all of you. O, Cameroon, O my fatherland, O land of my beloved forefathers. Where are we heading to? Children are dying everyday, Hunger striking families and frustrated parents, Hopeless and deplorable youths ready to do anything for money, Jobless graduates roaming the streets of our cities, Million of farmers crying of lack of farm to market roads. Prices of basic commodities increasing everyday, Above all, a number of scrupulous individuals out to embezzle public funds. The violation of human rights has become the order of the day. Yet we talk of greater ambitions. What do we do with our natural resources? Where have we kept patriotism? Yes, change we need but in whose hands should we entrust? The older generation in power embezzling and mismanaging public funds? Or those using innocents to fight for their own personal interest?

Is there democracy in Cameroon at all?