We have survived brutality, displacement, starvation, torture, burned villages, and the grief of losing brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, and innocent children. Yet we did not break. We did not surrender.We became stronger.
By Ghainwi Akamentsu
There are moments in a nation’s story when delays turn out to be divine interventions. Looking back at the Ambazonian struggle, one truth stands tall: every good and perfect achievement demands time, discipline, purification, and maturity.
There were nights when we questioned why liberation was taking so long. There were moments when bitterness tempted us, when the cost of sacrifice felt unbearable, and when the weight of betrayal nearly crushed our spirits. But today—after seeing what time has revealed—we understand: The delay was not a setback. The delay saved Ambazonia.
Time Exposed the Pretenders
If we had achieved restoration two or three years into this struggle, we might have inherited a disaster instead of a nation. Time has peeled off masks and exposed hypocrisy, opportunism, and dangerous impostors—individuals whose hearts were never with Ambazonia.
Imagine a restored homeland run by noise-makers, Facebook revolutionaries, tribal propagandists, and amateur influencers. Imagine a national destiny entrusted to the likes of Ngong Dog Capo Daniel and the long list of traitors who believed Ambazonia was a personal business franchise. We now see clearly: that God saved us from that catastrophe. Time has separated gold from gravel, patriots from performers, and nation-builders from nightclub revolutionaries.
A Generation Purified by Fire
When we look back at the early days—at the camps, the confusion, the indiscipline—we now understand why God did not hand us a nation then. We were not ready. But look at us now. Look at the discipline in our ranks. Look at the professional conduct of our gallant Ambazonian State Army. Look at the coordinated parades, the public ceremonies, the refined command structure, and the courage on the frontlines. None of this came by chance. These are the fruits of years of correction, endurance, sacrifice, and painful learning.
A People Strengthened by Pain
We have survived brutality, displacement, starvation, torture, burned villages, and the grief of losing brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, and innocent children. Yet we did not break. We did not surrender.We became stronger. From this furnace has risen the Never Again Generation—a people who can no longer be deceived, divided, or subdued.
Hope Rising on the Horizon
Today every Ambazonian—home and abroad—engages with integrity and conviction because the vision is now clearer than ever. The fog has lifted. The pretenders have fallen away. The chains of doubt have snapped. We can feel freedom whispering in the wind. We can see the dawn pushing back the night. We can sense a new Ambazonia rising. And one day—one glorious day—
we shall run through the streets of Ambazonia with flags held high, shouting songs of victory, embracing one another as citizens of a restored and dignified homeland.
Remain Steadfast, My People, Do not get tired
Do not be frightened. Do not let pretenders distract you. The days ahead are promising. The tide is turning. History is leaning in our direction. Thank you for believing in God. Thank you for believing in yourselves. Thank you for believing in Ambazonia. We stood the test of time. We grew wiser, stronger, and better. And together, we shall finish this journey.
Ghainwi Akamentsu
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