I love my nationality. I love my people. I love my culture but I despise what my country has become. When I examine Ghana today, I become distressed. I see a country abundant with resources but lacking economic stability, a democratic country knee deep in corruption, and a country reminiscing on scattered dreams and promises of the past.
March 4, 2014 will mark 57 years since the Gold Coast changed its name to Ghana. March 6, 2014 will mark 57 years since Dr. Kwame Nkrumah declared Ghana an independent republic. Within these 57 years, Ghanaians have truly defined the nation and its people, but has also diminished the fight for our independence. It has been 57 years since liberation and what do we have to show?
We must ask ourselves, why has our nation become accustomed to depending on aid and loans? Why has our country become stagnant in progression? Why is it that we allow corruption, fraud, poverty, and all these problems to consume our nation? It is not that we don’t know better; it is not that we lack the common sense, but it is because of a lack of concern. We care more about the individual rather than the communal success of the nation.
We are quick to celebrate with one another, but are lethargic to react when it comes to supporting each other. How can we expect progression when we are unsympathetic and callous towards our own?