Why the Word But...

Why the Word But...

By GUC | Soul Food | 20 Mar 2019


Nobody is perfect! This is a cliché I’ve heard so many times that I cannot even figure out where and when I first heard it. But cliché or no cliché, this means that everybody is imperfect. Though it may sounds quite offensive, it is the truth however. If everybody is imperfect – as it is obvious, it puts us all to the task of ‘perfection strive.’ Then why shift much of the blame?

Who would deny ever making a mistake? Who would deny ever committing an offence? Who would deny ever doing wrong? Probably no one. But this is not the issue, because as much as no one would deny, no one would want to admit as well. This is the problem! The same person who wouldn’t admit his wrong, gladly talks about other people’s misdeeds. We overly speak of peace but relentlessly seek for faults even where there is none. I’ve often times heard people say “this man is good, but…” or “this, I know isn’t good, but…” Mostly what comes after is demeaning or catastrophic, perhaps. Then why the word but? This question wouldn’t stop ringing in my mind. Everybody has an ugly side, though trying as much to make it look pretty, but make worse the milder ugliness of others. Treacherous! That’s what I call it.

We are all guilty, not yet discharged and acquitted, and there is more; we have been tried and are headed for a sentence. We need to defend ourselves before it is too late or bear the consequence of being convicted. To do the former, we need each other, we need to keep watch over each other; over properties beneficial for all. I wander where this can be done: Is it in a land where differences are held with high esteem and people who scale heights are those that know people who know those in places of authority? Or in our environments where we hardly speak without slitting other people’s throat with our tongue, achieving all we desire through cunning means and are loved at the expense of others being the devils? Or in the family where brothers and sisters make themselves worst enemies, trampling upon each other and fathers and mothers wouldn’t dare say words to themselves because they have conflict of interest? These questions may seem rhetoric but the answer is obvious, it is a NO.

This is not what I expect of a country in which I live; my country – the land in which my father bore me. I love my country and I wish it well and pray the best. This is the time to put our differences aside and together fight the courses before us, it is the time to put heads together and make our fatherland a pride for our children, it is the time for our political leaders to cease destroying their lives and the lives of innocent citizens on the grounds of greed, quest for power and faults that have no bearing, and realize that we are all one, so long as we still live in one country, and lead in favour for all. It is again time to do away with all the ‘buts’ of indignation and embrace the ‘buts’ that give prowess, otherwise, this will become a cancer that will eventually eat up the heart and the consequences is rather a story in its stance.

190903265-0b82400819b6622bd1f46bc402d9a7592508c2dab8a8cbabb0f748330d0daccc.jpegShow me where there are no faults and I will show you where there are faults actually, but the people there overlook these faults or confront the falters to take corrective measures. Again show me where there is peace and I will show you a place where people acknowledge their faults and take corrective measures. This is what we need. We need to understand ourselves, we need to realize it when we are wrong, we need to understand that it is for good when people tell us of our mistakes, we need to stick together and derail speaking evil of people in the streets, and peace – this peace so much talked about – can be achieved.

I used to say this and I’m saying it again, ‘it’s a fruitless work to condemn people whom we know too well we are not better than they are, though they themselves are not saints anyway.’

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