To the supreme court, highest court in the land, I implore you to let my case be in your jurisdiction, for the protection of our motherland Uganda. I cannot go to any other court because I want my case to be heard in the supreme court. No one else can hear my outburst since no other has been named “justice”. From you, I have come to collect what you have branded and called justice. I can only leave this court once it’s granted to me.
Now I will proceed to put my case before you. Promise me you will listen to me until the end. Promise me there will be no adjournment for I am here to walk away with justice. My words are my file, so there is no physical document for you to hold in your hands. Before you, I will pour out all. I ask for your forgiveness for my fast-paced speech but be assured that my mind has thought about every word before its spillage out my mouth. I will argue the case by myself for I have prayed to God for wisdom and that has been granted to me.
I am a Ugandan, child of this land; born of this soil. The land that is so beautiful for some believe it was the place once called Eden. The land that God blessed with all good things nature can offer. The land that provided for our forefathers is providing for us and it will provide for those to come after us. This is the land that has left many envious. Many have visited and they have wished never to leave. The Arab man came, did business here and didn’t want to leave, the White Man came and was mesmerised by the beauty and culture of the land. He did all he could to stay but the time came when he finally left. Now Justice of this court hear me hear well, along the way our ancestors made an error and that’s the reason we are here today.
Remember Justice of this court how tradition requires us to be welcoming. That is who we are and God requires us to welcome strangers into our house. Yet God tells us in Proverbs never to stand for a stranger’s debt. Our ancestors were not familiar with that and that is what they actually did. They stood surety for a stranger’s debt. We are paying the price of their ignorance. May God forgive us and may God forgive them. When our ancestors were living, they came into our land a people called Tutsi, they came to our land with their everything; their cattle and children. Our ancestors asked them why they left their country; they had no answer. So our ancestors fed and housed them. With welcoming embraces our ancestors treated them our the scripture teaches for us to teach one another.
Hear me and hear me well. They later conspired and turned against the very people who welcomed them. Justice of this court, you must have heard about the story of Abdul and the camel. The camel requested Abdul to let it have its head inside the tent when it became so cold in the night and it ends up kicking Abdul out of his own tent. The Tutsi came with that plan but our ancestors never got to know about that. For, they were lied to. The Tutsi started a war after they had been fed. They killed our people in some of the most gruesome murders history has ever known. They even used hoes to hit our people on heads. Listen and listen well oh Justice of this court for I am here for justice. They grabbed power after killing millions of Ugandans and they have not relented.
Justice, hear this, lean on this to grant me the justice that I seek. They have impersonated Ugandans, they have taken our names, land and ultimately our power. The strongest weapon we have to fight for the restoration of our power is our identity which they have taken. They have taken our jobs using our names, they have fooled the whole world using our names, they have looted this land using our names, they have killed using our names, they have divided Ugandans using our names, they have lied using our names, and they have married using our names. They have committed sins using our names. They have despised God using our names. With our names, they have done all their evil bidding.
They have descended a state of confusion onto the people of this nation, for a society losing its culture will end up losing itself.
Justice of this court, if we do not rid of the impersonators, they will subdue us. Justice of this court you cannot call the impersonators to order. They should be chased out of this land. They should be told to pack and leave this land. Tell them to go back to wherever they came from. That’s the only way we can all be free. I submit, Justice of this court.
