In honour of my twin who has spent 6 years away from this earth, nestled in the heavenlies, I write today. I dedicate this to her memory, for I know that her spirit, will never die
and to the present silence of her voice that speaks to us so clearly from
the past. I do not mourn today, but I remember, the grief has passed but memories linger strong, weeping has ceased, but poignancy takes over.
Moving from that I am convinced again and again that I must return to the challenge outlined in my book 'I found my voice' presented by William Wallace who holds that we owe a duty of constructive and open criticism:
“To speak truth to power, not to hide our knowledge in obscurely erudite terminology, nor
lose ourselves in scholastic word games, nor speak truth in secret only to each other.”
I am convinced that like my itinerant ancestors before me:
“Each generation must discover its mission, fulfill it or betray it, ...........”
My ancestors discovered their mission, fulfilled it and did not betray it and now I
must tread that path of fidelity to my generation as my forbearers trod before me.
What are the implications for my nation, my country and for their destinies?
As I
tread through this path of life, the eerie silence of my twin, Folashade pursues me
like a moving cloud into the present, making even more poignant the words she
spoke in times past.
PS
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