The Africa I dream of. I dream of a continent that is at peace within itself. Can peace be bought? Can peace be created? Can peace be negotiated or can it be picked on the road? No, it can’t be. A bought peace will soon be bought back. A created peace will soon lose its form. A negotiated peace, will one day lose grounds. A picked up peace will soon lose its value. A genuine peace can be found, found in the heartbeat of every true African. I dream of a continent that knows how to be at peace feels like.”
The Africa I dream of is the Africa that takes pride in itself. I dream of a continent that will not see going overseas as a definition of success, but as a way of life. A continent that its people find pride in, to make a success of their own lives in their motherland. I dream of a continent that can greatly reward its own talent. I dream of Africans enjoying the fruits of their labour right here in Africa. A place they will call a blessed home with great pleasure.
The Africa I dream of is a continent that is led by true and committed leaders. Leaders who prioritise the well-being of African people. Leaders who are filled with God’s wisdom. I dream of a continent that has leaders that can bring forth solutions not problems.
Because a born leader is identified by the ability to resolve problems that followers can’t. I dream of a continent that has the leadership that understands that leadership is not a career, but a serious anointing and calling.” I dream of a continent that shines brighter than the stars. A continent that flies higher than an eagle.
Africa my motherland, Africa my home. Indeed the struggle continues, but it shall one day end. One good day the pains and sorrow will be just history to tell our descendants. Because nothing in this life lasts forever. Either good or evil, both have seasons.
I dream of a continent that will lead the world’s critical issues. A continent that will be ahead with growth and stability. Africa will heal, Africa will unite, Africa will prosper and Africa will raise. I am the true son of the soil. I come from a royal lineage of warriors. I am the great-grandson of the Kikuyu tribe. I am a true African. Every dream, one dream of awake that can be possible. This is the Africa I dream of, Africa my home. Africa, I love you