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The Gambia: When It Rains it pours

By Masireh Sanyang

The weeping and the crying of the innocent seem to only be getting worse – the innocent inquiry of a little boy as he asks his mother when his father will be coming back home after he is been snatched away by the security services, the frustrations of a little girl hawking groundnut in the streets to help feed her family or is it the bitterness of the university graduate who cannot seem to find a job for himself despite the countless qualifications under his belt or is it the insecurities hovering over the live of the civil servant as he constantly worries  that he can be sacked at any time or is it the business man who is hoping to find a niche market where the Gambia government hasn’t invested already and dominated  – or is it the wife of the police or army officer who is constantly worried her husband will be picked up an accused to be a coup plotter, or is it the grandmother who is constantly hoping and praying that none of Jammeh’s aunties dies so as to avoid been dragged an accused to be a witch an her killer, or is it the orphan who cries everyday hoping to know where his parents bodies lay, Indeed when it rains it does pour.


The entire Nation groans in pain waiting for a saviour, a kind of a divine being to salvage the situation. When the Gambia gained her independence the dawn of a new era was set, the future was glorious, the founding fathers thought they could make it one of the most peaceful and progressive societies in the world - the words of the national anthem could attest to that. Indeed there prediction of the future seems to be a fantasy because the present situation is far from the reality they perceived. With all the sacrifices they went through, the blood sweat an tears, this was not what they envisioned, a society where people will be walking around in chains - at least during the days of slavery people get to be locked up in a room somewhere in the ports but now they are let go to roam freely but only on the condition that they’ll have to be in chains indeed this is sadistic! These brave men and women who fought to liberate the Gambia from the shackles of slavery and colonialism will turn in there graves.


In as much as the pain is difficult to endure, Gambians most not lose hope – we most continue to strive, for the future will be glorious, after every pain there is always a relief lingering around. Jammeh and his government had done there worse, nothing seem new anymore, the torture, the murders, the disappearance, the arrest and detentions without trial, it couldn’t get any worse. Indeed Gambians have seen and witnessed hell on Earth. Let us hope for a Gambia where peace will prevail, where justice is awarded accordingly, a future were the hospital will be most effective, a future were freedom of speech is most welcomed, a future where disappearances will be non existent, a future of tranquillity, a future where the Gambian knows his votes makes a difference- where Elections are free and fair. we as a nation had gone through our trial under tyranny and dictatorship it will only be wise if I say we will indeed appreciate it when a new dawn beckons – where democracy, rule of law becomes the order of the day. As it had poured tyranny and barbarism under Jammeh it will surely pour justice and freedom when the time comes - It hardly rains but it pours, Indeed it pours.



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