THE DECEPTION OF MEN IN SUITS

Growing up, I was taught to beware of individuals with unconventional appearances, such as tattoos, dreadlocks, and nonconformist hairstyles. They were labeled as dangerous and criminal-minded. However, as I matured, I realized that the genuine threat was not those who looked different, but those who wore suits and concealed their true intentions.

My teacher once told me that my appearance would hinder my success, that I resembled a thug. Yet, after witnessing the cruelty and oppression perpetrated by men in suits, I am proud to embody the qualities they despise. Beneath their suits, they harbor beasts and monsters, exploiting their power to loot, steal, and rob from the vulnerable.

Lucky Dube astutely observed, “They initiate wars at will, some for entertainment and personal glory, sacrificing innocent lives for their wrongdoings.” Men in suits are masters of excuses, utilizing their influence to justify their atrocities.

Through personal experiences, I have learned to distrust them. The first man in a suit I encountered took away my hope and replaced it with an empty promise. The second man in a suit bestowed upon me a package of stress, insults, and hatred. The third man in a suit offered hope and then rejected me, exemplifying their capricious nature.

Speaking out against them comes at a great cost. You become a public enemy, and the poor remain silent, aware that their voices will not be heard. Brenda, a courageous woman, dared to challenge the unethical practices of men in suits and was imprisoned without trial, separated from her children for four years.

Vivian, a young girl, sought a happy life with access to quality hospitals, schools, and roads. However, when she marched to demand answers, a man in a suit silenced her with his car, ending her life. The community mourned, but men in suits claimed the CCTV cameras failed to capture the incident.

Vivian’s tragic fate awakened the community to the truth: individuals with tattoos and dreadlocks are not inherently dangerous. Instead, men in suits bring empty promises, land grabbing, and murder. The elderly warn, “Protect your daughters from men in suits,” and “Yield to their demands, for resistance is futile.”

Schools no longer enforce strict dress codes, recognizing that unconventional appearances do not define a person’s character. Isaac, a friend from a neighboring country, was betrayed by a man in a suit who promised safety and service but colluded with rebels to rob and steal.

Men in suits prey on ambitious women, exploiting their financial vulnerabilities. David, a taxi driver, protested against inadequate infrastructure and was brutally beaten to death by men in suits, who profited from the sale of his car. I vividly recall watching as David succumbed to his injuries.

Men in suits show no mercy, killing indiscriminately – children, women, and mothers alike. Some among our own people collaborate with them, supporting their oppressive regime. We are trapped in our own land, prisoners of their deceit.

My name is Africa, and this is my story. I am helpless, unable to protect my children from the daily struggles they face. I curse the suits that symbolize oppression, the men who bring hunger, war, and death. We were not prepared for their brand of “civilization”; our kingdoms were sufficient. Now, we are forced to confront the shattered remains of our dreams.

Education, once touted as the key to success, is now a distant memory, as men in suits no longer invest in schools. Even if we manage to access existing educational institutions, our job prospects are limited, as positions are reserved for men in suits. When they fall ill, they seek treatment abroad, deeming our local hospitals unworthy. Illness is a death sentence for those without access to adequate healthcare.

Herbal medicine offers some solace, but deforestation and environmental degradation threaten our very existence. Men in suits have deceived us for far too long, but their evil is slowly being exposed. From the ashes of poverty, we have learned valuable lessons. Truth is powerful, and now we know and fear them. Fear is not a negative emotion; it is a tool for survival and a catalyst for change.