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The Trap of the Armed Chief

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The Trap of the Armed Chief Drop the heavy shield/ When the village stands as one/ Peace becomes our wall. If you have to walk through your own living room, organization, or community with an ox-hide shield strapped to your arm, stop lying to yourself: you don’t have a sanctuary. You have a perimeter breach. We love to romanticize the solitary grind. We praise the brother whose jaw is locked so tight his teeth might crack, convinced that if he drops his guard for two seconds, his family will starve. We crown the sister who absorbs the emotional debt of three generations, smiling through agony while her spirit suffocates. We call it "holding it down." Ancestral wisdom calls it what it actually is: a confession of disorder. “When there is peace in the country, the chief does not carry a shield.” A shield is forged for blood and blade, not fellowship. When you refuse to take off your battle armor around your own people, that shield isn’t proof of leadership—it’s physical eviden...

The Baba- chapter 6 part 1

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Chapter 6
I have completed basic training and was assigned to work in Brother’s where I first met Simba. I also have been assigned to the male house where my training continued, but seems less intense. Every now and then I see Simba, but he has been traveling a lot lately. I work all day in the kitchen with four other brothers and two beautiful sisters. All are nation builders. Two belong to Gye Nyame House, and the other 4 belong to the House of MChugangi.
“Peace my name is Jay Kwabena.” Since I was the new face, I thought it would be proper for me to break the ice.
“Peace god”, one of the brothers said with a smile. “ I am Kofi, also known as David. What house do you belong to?”
“Im Gye-Nyame.”
“Um, I am MChugangi, and that is Leroy he also Kwabena. He’s MChugangi. The two sisters are Jasmine, and Zendria. They also are MChugangi as well.”
“How about the other two brothers?”

“That is Siles and Wise of Gye-Nyame.”
“Cool….nice meeting of you.”
I began to prepare an order of Ginko and peppermint tea when Jasmine came up to me standing there with a beautiful smile.
“ Is it true what they say about Gye-Nyame men?”
Trying to look as cool as possible because this woman was gorgeous, I could not help but to get lost in her smile.
“They say that Gye-Nyame men rule the nation.”
“Oh yeah….”
I started to smile at the thought of the flirting, but I should have known it was a trick?.
She continued, “but Gye-Nyame men are run by MChugangi women.” She started laughing and walked away. Needless to say everyone else was laughing at me as well.
“Bra don’t take it personal. She did the same thing to me and Silas. That is a ongoing joke, let’s say it is your initiation to the kitchen”, Wise said to me in a low voice.
“Why is it so many people from MChugangi are working in the restaurant, I thought they controlled the community activities, drug treatment, and non profits of the organization.”
“They do but all the businesses requires that they be licensed or have degrees. They all are working their way through school.”
“Um, I’m not surprised.”
We both started laughing. My job was pretty easy. I had to make tea, wash dishes, and when it was busy help wait the tables. I found out that everyone working in Brother’s had been in the organization less than three years, and had plans to move up in the family. Wise ran the restaurant, and was damn good. His goal was to move down south and run a chain Of tea houses for the family. Silas was satisfied and just wanted to move up in rank in the Gye-Nyame.


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