Martin Beck Nworah Wednesday, June 11, 2014 1
I believe men who will tell me that they will take
me to the Promised Land,but they don't know
which way to go. They have a thousand and one
ideas on how best to get there hence we will
continue to explore and improve on the ideas till
we get the one that will led us to the Promised
Land. My politician will have the ways...not
necessarily the way.
That is my type of politician.
I don't need a man who will promise me heaven
here on earth. I need a man who will promise
heaven and tell me to get ready for hell. The
idea behind it is quite simple. As human
beings,we are culpable and easily welcome the
idea of a messiah or someone who can salvage
our situation. Someone who can take our own
destiny into his own hands and rescue us instead
of us working hard to rescue ourselves. This has
led to the multiplication of professional
politicians in this nation. I am not against
promising bright future;I am against promising
me a bright future when you know(and I know)
you don't even know how to get to that future.
My politician will know the ways...not
necessarily the way. We shall improve and get
better with what we have at hand. Nigerian
politicians tell us that Rome was built in a day
because that is what we want to hear and that is
what will help them to win their election. But
deep in their heart and our own hearts,we know
that it takes so much to get there. I need a man
who won't promise to take me there over night.
I need a man who will tell me that he has means
or ways of taking me there...but we will start
with what we have now and get better.
Until I see that type of politician,I refuse to be a
part and parcel of this system. Till we get to the
Promised Land,I shall be waiting for when you
will pass me a glass of water and thank God for
the gift of grace for the race.