Too Many Years of Broken Promises that is why Guyana is the way it is today. The people of Guyana continue to stand in the way of their own individual and our collective betterment, he continued. These words of chastisement came in conversation over the current state of affairs in Guyana, from a bent over aged Rastafarian Farmer.
A man, who seeks to lead, should at least first know him.
Ras Hydro, the Rastafarian Farmer, moved to Linden to West Demerara in the 1970s to farm cash-crop and ground provision. The move was intended for him and his family to return to the earth. There was no promised better life or a piece of paradise; it took them years of Broken Promises, before they achieved a better life and a piece of paradise.
He was a professional, a family-man, in a new place, forced to reinvent him.
His family back then was like Guyana today, separated, full of potential and without unifying leadership. They were a bright branch and they chased down challenges which became a game for them. One such challenge, took a member of their family away.
The broken promises of death changed him and them forever.
They were not rich, they were not known, and they were always of service to others, but always competing against someone or something. So death caught them totally unprepared.
Death is responsible for too many years of broken promises.
When death visited him and his family, he started seeing how sadly, they were all walking dead pretending to be alive. They couldn’t cry sorrowful tears or speak lovingly about their very own dearly departed.
If you were to look at Guyana today, you will see the walking dead, inciting sorrowful tears and speaking unloving words about their fellow Guyanese.
Ras Hydro lives alone on his farm, his biological family having long left him in Linden.
His new family creates music, teaches farming and how not to be the subjects of years of broken promises.
