After a loooooonnngggg break .....?

Health they say is wealth. The state of one's mind takes a toll on one's overall well being. And a man can not be said to be completely healthy if his mind is not at rest. This brings us to the state of the present day African, who makes himself happy by believing that life can be likened to a road, which has unending twists and turns. A times while traveling on that road, it is smooth and without potholes, but just after a long stretch of smoothness, one may come upon ditches and rough patches with numerous pot holes, after which there may be valleys and the like for another period of tme. It is commonly believed that when fortune decides to smile on one, one may just take a new turning on the road of life, and suddenly come upon a Green meadow, with a beautiful waterfall, and a flowing river. Tall trees that provide shade under which the weary traveller can rest from the toils and labours brought upon one by the  journey on the road of life. Man often times goes through life searching for his own green meadow. A respite, I mean a place of rest and reward from the ups and downs he may have encountered while starting off in life. For some the green meadow comes very early in life, and for some others, much later. For some others also, it may never come until death comes knocking. And our people then say, the person has gone to rest in the life after. For the black race, some of us have prayed and hoped that the green meadow shows up in our generation. Going back historical lanes, Life can be said to have become more meaningful when the white man brought Education to Africa. At least with the ability to read and write, the black man began to understand that he has some fundamental human rights, also he became able to engage in gainful employment to keep body and soul together. He then was able to access the basic needs of life, with little or no stress. All these began less than a century ago. But then decades after the ray of hope shined upon us, a lot of communities still live in abject poverty and are in dire need of those basic necessities that have become common place and surplus in other African communities. In some African communities,there are still no good / motor-able roads, no constant free flow of  clean pipe borne water, no well equipped schools/colleges, and good health care is either unavailable or too expensive, therefore beyond the reach of the common man. These are few of the problems we encounter in Africa today. Poor governance and corruption are the bane of this problem. And for years there have been cries from all and sundry to put a stop to corruption, and allow equal and fair redistribution of the available resources. Unfortunately so far, these cries have fallen on deaf ears, this is evidenced by the large number of our well schooled and educated youths roaming the streets of Lagos and other big cities like it in Africa, seeking jobs that are not available. The long queues at the government hospitals and community health centres, also testify to thefact that the medical personel are few and the equipments to adequately cater for the sick, unavailable.   This is dis heartening, because only the rich and a few well connected others have access to good health care service in my native country Nigeria. The fear of the poor services in the government hospitals even keep a lot of people at home, seeking alternative medicine. This is just to mention a few.  Who is to be blamed for all these? Who is the culprit? Whom do we hold responsible for the poor foundation of the health care system in Nigeria. This is not just a crack in the wall that can be mended by a quick fix. We need to go back to the foundation of it all and set the building blocks right. Perhaps through the collective efforts of the youths of this generation, we may come upon the green meadow of health care in Africa and thereby secure 'Rest' for generations to come.