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JAMAICA is in a sad state



I haven't blogged in a while but how could I sit aside and not speak on the recent issues affecting my nation. Things happen from time to time that are beyond the control of anyone but our reaction to when these things happens is what shows the metal from which we are made. There in lies the major problem with the leaders of our country. They have little or no proper communication skills and it starts with the prime minister herself. I tune into the news every evening and follow updates on social media sites as it relates to the issues of the country. The prime minister is always more vocal when it comes to showing her power in relation to the opposition but so weak when it comes to the affairs of the country and communicating with the people who she claims to have nothing but love for.

As a young lady in Jamaica I'm worried about the future of my nation and what it will be like for my fellow young people. At school we aren't safe, walking home from school we aren't safe,hospitals we aren't safe and even in our homes we aren't safe. Who are those who will remain here to enjoy the fruits of all the work that you have claimed to be doing. Either young people are frustrated with being unemployed or underemployed or the are scared and are looking for somewhere safe to reside. Instead of reassuring words or even some honest form of comfort  nothing is said. Instead of holding people accountable when they  do wrongs in their leadership positions they simply apologize and are moved to another leadership position. This country is in such a sad state that it's embarrassing to even stand and call these people our leaders. I'm becoming tired of talking about the same issues and seeing nothing changing. I have my voice so I try my best to use it. If only those in power would use their voice to actually connect with those who placed them in those positions.

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