By Khosi Mabaso
I speak not with ignorance of wrong done or irresponsible behaviour. Young and ignorant? That’s for those who do not know the price of leading the pack nor can they fully digest the beating one gets at the forefront.
I refuse to adjust my tolerance level to that of pagans that dare call their elders by their first names nor will I acquire a forbearing for the crude and uncultured. My main concern lies in the gap of age between them and us, maybe one of the reasons Malema basks in popularity is because he is the forlorn that shouts out loud, representing our generation
My cry is for those of you who have been called to lead and govern this our nation. Those of you that speak and sense is made known. For those who cant stand the state of our nation and yet your best effort is a Facebook status update.
I cry for a child not defined by pigmentation, accent, or even their preferences. The Ama kipkip generation of global bull dosers who live in social networks till early hours. They text. We think. They comment. We engage. They vent. We are challenged.
A cry for those that will lead us in the future, a cry for born yet undiscovered leaders. For we want change but a click on the status update does nothing for our nation.
The pack is increasing but the forefront is lessening.
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