I am getting old, man! I will be 32 this year- with enough grey hairs already springing from my head- even competing for space. And 8 years from now, I will be 40 years old. 4.0!
I cannot afford the luxury of being lukewarm, non-committal, uninterested, apathetic, and indifferent about who leads me- from the top to the bottom. The very quality of my life and everyday living is directly influenced by decisions and policies made by the people governing me in this very geographical space that I inhabit. 8 years is a long time to toy with, politically.
And so, when I voice my political allegiance, I do not do that from just emotions and other surficial criterion. I do that taking into consideration everything that pertains not just to me, but to my family, loved ones and children.
Now let’s talk heart to heart.
I can see many of us already sounding discouraged and helpless because of the dominant choices presented to us, but guess what friends? We are not without options! We have a viable and credible option right before our very thumbprints.
I sincerely want us to do away with this defeatist, dispirited and resigned conversations when we have NOT even tried to push-to-the finish-line this candidate, we believe in.
We cannot throw in the towel when we have not organized and galvanized towards making this a reality. We have a chance and until we exhaust our might, there is no admitting defeat or giving up. I understand that we are used to settling for Elephant A or Elephant B, and in the face of these choices, helplessness and hopelessness might want to set in, but reject it!
This is an appeal to you, my friends. Until we have entered the ring and given our all, let us not count our desires and efforts as nothing.
I refuse to buy into this helplessness and hopelessness. It will not be said that I gave up even before trying to fight for the kind of society and land I want to live in.
I am not helpless. I am not hopeless. I am not without options. I do not and will not despair.
