By Adunbi Moses
One man wakes up with a dream to orchestrate n put change in place,
He finds a way to actualize his dreams because of his connections,
Before long He acquires loads of backings due to some well combined words of wisdom,
His fan base begins to grow tremendously because he seems to have d people’s well being at heart,
The worse comes to worse, blood is spilled and blood is shed while lives are lost but should there always be bloodshed to bring a positive change? I ask,
Next thing we know, the struggle is over,
Crimes covered and bottled up in the shadows of history where no one can find it, is this the meaning of transparency or just mirage of reality?
Lives lost and buried massively deep into d soil of the same struggling lands, who is to take responsibilities for these ones?
He comes into power as a leader who should b immortalized and remembered for life. He becomes the talk of history, the one who single handedly brought freedom for his people. An international HERO indeed, at least that’s what the media has to feed the masses with,
I dare to ask the question on everyone’s lips but don’t have the guts to actually speak those words, who is the true HERO?
Is it the great man in the giant picture or those unknown names that died for the struggle?
Is it he who organized the press conference and spoke to masses or He who stood behind the scenes right before his crucifixionist refusing arrest screaming “I know my rights and what I
Stand for.” while He is being battered and locked to rot away?
Is it d man of d century or He who left behind a host of responsibilities for his family to carry?
Is it the almighty HERO or that man/that woman whose voices where heard resonating the entire vicinity chanting freedom songs while the so called HERO basking in the luxury of his offices?
Is it the voice of the HERO that should be heard or that of innocent mothers who lost their flesh
And blood at the hands of inhumanity?
Is it the sweat of the HERO which was constantly wiped off by handkerchiefs that should count or that of those teenagers, fathers, brothers, sisters, mothers that quenched the thirst of d soil of their struggle?
Who is THE true HERO?
I know they say “The end justifies the means.” but then again what truly recognizes the hard work of the pawn after winning a chess game? The “means” is just as important as the “end” but what is most important is those little details within the “means”.
For the betterment of our tomorrow, we had better started honoring those who were front lined, sacrificial lambs, those who met with untimely death because those are the true HEROES of any struggle.