Hold on—did I just parade those streets, danced my energy dry and sung the national anthem for nothing? What did I do all those for?
Independence Day as they call it. But wait,independence from exactly what? Or even who?
It’s both sad and deceiving how people are celebrating our said freedom from international oppressors, but actually replaced by local ones. It screams DECEPTION all over and it hurts all the more knowing that the destruction and betrayal are coming from within the very walls our heroes have bled and died for.
Shall we start talking about paradox and irony now, or what?
A corrupt government. I don’t think that’s what martyrs fought for us to have. Lives were taken just to allow us the independence we were starving for. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t consider a corrupt, manipulated government with puppets, cowards and Pontius Pilates chaining their countrymen to poverty, hunger and endless woe are the definition of the independence I’m thundering about.
I can only happily celebrate Independence Day once I see that my country is genuinely free; emancipated from all kinds of oppressors you can name.
Only then will I finally have a valid reason to celebrate Independence Day; to truly and at long last have independence on Independence Day.
Other than that, the celebration is complete faux to me.