“Ghana our beloved country,” says Nkrumah “is free forever”. Come hear a thunderous applause from our forefathers and mothers who were full of hope for the generations unborn.
The local version of our national anthem reminds us vividly of the imagery blood shed by our forbears. They understood the wisdom in the words of Fanon (the negritude philosopher) that, “every generation must find its destiny, and it either builds it or destroys it”. They chose to build it even in the face of brute force. They clad themselves with words of such optimism and lived an exceptional legacy which has not been bridged by generations after them.
Now with more than fifty and two years after independence, we still find ourselves wallowing in the mud of ‘indecisive’ development which our fathers and mothers shed blood, tears, sweat and even some imprisoned just to elevate us from. Our national leaders have but mediocre minds coupled with their in ordinate desire for developmental handouts from the West.
People who sacrifice even in our generation die unrewarded. Cronies are awarded and rewarded for nothing beyond average performance. This has contributed to the brain drain we seem to be witnessing today.
The devotion and utterances of our leaders are disincentive to the youth and even discourages us from engaging in active service for the betterment of our country.
This and many reasons amount to the question of my topic: is Ghana worth dying for?
For me, Ghana is worth dying for even in the face of flood of pessimism. What about you?
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