africa’s real cancer without cure

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African leaders have done what they are best good at: passing decisions and declarations in yet another summit.

And as usual, the Uganda summit draws up decisions and declarations that will surely be left in bureaucrats’ drawers, instead of turning them into reality, raising questions why huge sums are spent on summits that fail to yield positive results.

It’s hard to fathom what actually is holding a continent with immense intellectual property and abundant natural resources from achieving its development goals.

I am delighted that Bingu wa Mutharika, AU Chairman and President of Malawi, speaks frankly that “our rich and active summit participation” must be turned into action, which will demonstrate the union’s resolve to live up to its people’s expectation.

It’s about time that Africa seriously looked into its inability to put words into action, a disease that continues to ravage millions of lives in this beautiful continent.

By nature, our organizations, including the African Union, are good at issuing “very good decisions and declarations“, which are left to bite the dust. It’s about time for more action to change the face of a continent seriously plagued with poverty, famine, disease, war, conflict, and many other challenges.

how many of these african leaders have lived up to expectation?

As the world’s flattest continent endowed with rich arable land, African countries should not waste time to implement Malawi’s concept of using agriculture and food security to bolster economic growth. If Malawi can do it, what then is holding Cameroon, a country with the best arable land on the continent to do it?

It’s generally believed that unless it employs “strong commitment and political will” to implement decisions and declarations nationally and continentally, Africa will never achieve its goals.

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About musa

I am a Gambian journalist whose mission to use his pen to correct injustice and to tell truth to power was left to bite dust. My newspaper's contents and editorials became "too itchy" that I ended up in Banjul's mosquito-infested cells where I had to cope with three nights of horrendous tortures that left scars all over my body. I was forced to flee into exile with my family, leaving behind my beloved country and editorial desk in the hands of perpetrators. However, unlike most refugees, my two and half years in Senegal was well spent.

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