We're sorry Besigye, Shame on Us!
When you left your good paying job at Aga Khan to come and join the 'liberation' struggle, you didn't wink an eye. You let it all go, putting aside the white coat in an air-conditioned facility, to get drenched in rain and bush rags, and you become fodder for mosquitoes. Yet we don't acknowledge you enough. We are sorry Colonel; Shame on Us.
When you were ejected from cabinet because you had disagreements with the way the administration handled the affairs of the day, you went back to uniform. Yet you didn't blink, we are sorry.
When you advised government to keep on the right trajectory which it was losing, you were harassed, branded the black sheep, yet you did it for our nation. We are sorry doctor.
Shame on Us to believe that the Besigye who left his position as commander of the tankers to stand in an election (2001), now wants to overthrow the government using a pistol.
Shame on Us to believe that the prison you endured, the torture, harassment to yourself and family were stage-managed events paid by the state. Shame on Us.
When false charges of rape and terrorism were thrown to your face, and we sat in wonder, we did not raise a finger, yet you kept in motion. We are sorry.
And when the state mismanaged the post election economy in 2011, you did not give a dime about your own safety. You cared about the future of millions of Ugandans, went fully out. Forcing policy changes while putting your own life at stake. A potential starvation of millions was averted. We are sorry.
Unrelenting, you warned us. You corrected us. Gathered us. And pulled together all forces of change with an aim of forming a joint front. Yet when the monster came for you, we scattered, like sheep without their herdsman. Indeed we are sheep. Sorry Dr. Besigye.
Sorry for hiding behind our keyboards to cry, "Free Besigye" when you are sleeping in the dungeons. The Besigye we know would never hide behind his phone but would take to arms. Our silence is loud, ringing the bells of 'I don't care'. We are sorry.
We are sorry, that of the millions you defended, whose future you re-assured, and the hope you built, we cannot build for you hope. Shame on Us.
SHAME on us that while from your youthful age till your advanced age, you are still fighting for national salvation, we, the able-bodied youths, are busy womanizing, dining and wining without any iota of care towards the future of this nation. Counting on a heaven-sent Messiah. Shame on us. Perhaps the Arch-Bishop Kazimba was right. You, Dr. Besigye, too have a family. You shouldn't die for us. You are not the Messiah. But no, your resolve in this struggle is for life -- till the mission is accomplished. Shame on us who run away from defending our generational missions claiming we are Messiahs.
SHAME on us that you spent years preaching defiance. Yet what do we do with oppression? Compliance. Greed for power, money and positions supersede our struggle for freedom and democracy. And we have resorted to paying lip service towards the struggle for freedom and democracy. We are sorry Besigye, Shame on Us.
When you finally find your way out of hell, we will bury our crowns of shame. Come to embrace you. Take pictures with you. That we fought for your freedom? No. A way to throw away our clowns of shame. We are sorry.
SHAME ON US.
But soon, and very soon, the bells will ring and victory shall come.
@TheFinishers01
FORTITUDE
Meaning: "The mental and emotional strength to face danger, pain, or adversity with courage and resilience. It combines bravery, patience, and the unwavering resolve to endure hardships over a long period of time. Unlike spontaneous bravery in a single battle, fortitude implies a sustained, long-term ability to keep going through difficulties. It represents the firmness of mind and spirit, preventing one from giving in to despair or temptation."