It certainly feel like a dream, a dream that your only house is burning and your both hands a tied up.You can do less than watch,weep and let it go. Its the simple laws of life that you have to live with.
I am not sure where was I composing these dreams from.May be they were wishes and not hopes.I am told black people wishes but not hope. For some reasons I was not excited that Steven Harper was being sworn in and yet write a new sentence in the history of Canada.But my dissapointment which is basically self-inflicted one came after green lights when the new cabinet was announced.In the whole list no black person.I say my dissapointment was self inflicted because I am not even sure how many Conservative MPs are black,if there are any blacks. I had gathered "some" hopes due to speculations that had spread in the media channels that the sense of equal and balanced representation was going to be de facto.I had hoped,for the first time there will be a black minister.I was wrong,there was none.
Does it send some waves to you? Probably not,why?Long walk to freedom was not just a mere biography by Nelson Mandela but almost a reality.Either black people are left far behind in the political arenas or the aspiration of the game are left at the doorsteps.Being part of the history of this country means equal participation and fair play.Somebody gotta wake up and run for the seat and let the rest decide.Somebody has to set an example,like Lincoln Alexander.We may complain and complain,but without actions,we are hitting around the bush.Message for my brothers and sisters.
However,what if some foul are involved?Did you try?Do you have evidence?Did you remember to take pictures? You have to learn how to play by the heart,just like how piano is played.