I’m in that state of mind again, I’m thinking about a revolution. This thought grips me when I’m sober or drunk, well the difference is the same. My mind becomes relentless, this doesn’t just happen, there must be some elicits. My grammar is not perfect, but that’s the least of my worries, in fact I have proof that it’s not a limitation. So I will share as my mind desires.
I’m thinking about a revolution, I am desperate, we need a revolution, we need this people, I’m certain, I can feel it in the air, its coming. Can it be sooner; my patience has lapsed. I spend most of my days thinking how life could be with a new dispensation, a new way of thinking, tolerance, empathy, love. I can see beyond the shutter of time, it looks better. It could be much much better, when all this rot is gone.
This place is full of hate, rot, greedy, arrogance, hypocrisy, this is exhausting. I need a better life for my mum, for my kids, for my family, for my friends, for my countrymen. I need a revolution. The rage and hate absorbing this place is toxic, a brother would kill another brother to survive. The leaders are preaching hate and are not sincere. The systems and institutions are rotten with corruption, dishonest and greed. The elders are arrogant, tired and insincere. A few individuals are pushing us to the edges. They get excited with our pain. They enrich their egos with our sorrows. This has to change, it will change. I’m thinking about a revolution.
A revolution, to wipe out all this decay. It has to happen during my time, grant me Lord, a few days more.