Neo-Camerounese Civilization?

It is sad to read this.

I went to primary class 3 at RCM Bali Nyonga. We lived a stone's throw from the palace. In fact, every day on my way to school I passed the famous tree just outside the palace, where the Lela circle usually happens. It was a great time: a time of hope. For kids like us at that time, the sound of the voma scared the zits off our skins. It was scary, magical and poetic, better than Harry Potter.

Now to the politics (or not).

My contention is that we lost the foundations of our society to something else (I'm not sure what to call it; a Neo-Camerounese civilization?), and never replaced them with anything that can even hold water, let alone a so-called developed society. I am originally from Kom, and when I read other citizens describing the problems in their areas, the similarity is so close it feels ominous at times.

If my contention is on track, it would be a first step towards recognizing the problem for what it is. That could help begin a thought process about how to resolve a situation gone awry. And I believe we have the brain power to at least begin to see beyond the dry-season dust that clouds the future of our people.

Rehash: our people need to rethink the foundations of the society we are trying to build for our descendants. If we do not do it, who will?

Njika
~wv

— Wanaku Verdzekov