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There is always something to do. There are hungry people to feed, naked people to clothe, sick people to comfort and make well. And while I don't expect you to save the world I do think it's not asking too much for you to love those with whom you sleep, share the happiness of those whom you call friend, engage those among you who are visionary and remove from your life those who offer you depression, despair and disrespect.
People often commend me of a greatness they see peaking out behind those incisive eyes of mine alive with animation. I wonder sometimes if god really has a plan for me! We won't even go here this time.
It has forced me to question myself. Am i really a sleeping giant? Can i do so much more than I am doing now? . Am I really shrouding my real potential and not expounding enough on the talents that god gave me.
I know there's heroism inside of me but I live in a very fragile environment where people i know have little regard for the validity of human life. People hold no resignations about getting rid of people that they perceived to be a threat to the so call statusquo. So I mope around in obscurity, writing here and there, believing that my pen is mightier than the sword.
All heroes die. What cause can I champion in my country when I believe for the most part that the powers that may be are not ready for where I am taking this nation? The blatant disregard with which my mp treats my emails is testament to that. Sometimes I feel that I am fighting a losing battle!
How can I fight for a people who are not ready for any sort of revolution? I am tired of seeing people die within their own communities, among their own people and nothing comes of it. How can I fight for a people who have been tattered their entire formative years by parents who by all means do not know any better.
What about our intellectual Class?
It's social slavery all over again. The intellectual class who are moving up through education do everything to distance themselves from the lower class families that most were spawned from, instead they kiss the asses of the rich so that they will be acceptable in their society.
They become public servants, enslaving the Lower class masses so that they can feel like they are truly of a superior strata. But they are nothing but puppets for the rich. They all know it. I often hear lower class Jamaicans talk about "society people". They maybe right because within a nation we have society people and then we have ghetto people.
I ask again whose rights supersedes whom? The collective rights of the rich or doing what is right for the poor? The collective rights of our society or the individuals rights of one lone gun man? The rights of children or the privileges of wealthy pedophiles? The opportunism of the politician or the opportunities for the poor. Whose rights supersedes whom?
We have greatness within us so we are all sleeping giants. We have been too long a victim of a system that seeks to deaden our spirits. We are too busy trying to survive that we miss the bigger picture. They have made us committee to these rituals that we have lost ourselves.
That life was never for me. I am sorry. I am not that big of a conformist, I could care less what people who are here now and few years it will be like they never existed have to say.
We are all just passerbys on this road. There is no destination here. You live and you die. That's another thing I do not believe in. Sufferation. You are born to survive then you die. You are ever born to suffer? Are you a sleeping Giants?
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