Dear Protégés,
This letter is not written in anger, nor is it motivated by fear or bitterness. It is written in the calm language of history, memory, and consequence. It is addressed to those who rose from obscurity to relevance through deliberate political nurturing, guidance, mentoring and sacrifice, and who now stand at the crossroads of choice.,
You know yourselves,
You were not born into power. You were discovered, believed in, defended, and elevated. Doors were opened for you when your names carried little weight. Platforms were created for you when your voices were still unheard. That history is not an insult, it is a fact, and facts do not disappear because positions change.
Power may have introduced you to new circles, but it did not erase your beginnings or origin,
understand this clearly., Endurance should never be mistaken for weakness, Silence should never be confused with surrender, Patience is not political death, it is political depth. The calm you see is not ignorance of betrayal, it is mastery over it. Those before you made the same mistake of interpretation silence for weakness and time corrected them harshly with you as witnesses to their down fall.
Movements are not ladders to be discarded once climbed, Kwankwasiyya movement have very good memory. You breathe through people, symbols, and shared struggle. Many individuals before you come and go, but Kwankwasiyya movements record those who helped built and who abandoned them. Offices expire, ideology does not.
If you choose to walk away, let it be with honesty and conviction, not arrogance, denial, or revisionism, growth is legitimate, independence is respectable. But betrayal disguised as strategy, however stains reputations longer than it advances careers. Politics may accommodate defection, but it rarely absolves “ingratitude”.
Do not deceive yourselves into believing you have outgrown your foundation simply because you now sit in position of power. Influence without roots is borrowed temporary authority. When the season changes, and it always does, borrowed power demands repayment with arears. Many before you learned this lesson when applause faded, alliances dissolved, and phone calls went unanswered.
There is something you must understand about history, it is kinder to builders than to opportunists, moral authority is the final currency of leadership, and it is earned slowly but lost instantly. Every act of erasure, every public denial of your political origin, every casual dismissal of the Kwankwaso hands that lifted you is being recorded, not only by enemies but by many other people on the other side.
You may believe you have escaped a shadow, in truth, you are being measured by how you walk away from the movements.
This letter does not threaten, It only warns, It does not command loyalty, It reminds you of consequences to come.
The endurance you have witnessed is not resignation, it is confidence in time, in truth, and in the political gravity that eventually settles all accounts.
Choose wisely. History and people are watching quietly.
Signed,
Hon. Umar Bello Jada (Political Analyst).
