As Twirwaneho has just announced, the enemies of peace have decided to take your life with a drone because they failed to confront you in any other way, dear Michel. I will come back to this. They thought they could cut off the head of the resistance and stifle resilience. A mistake. They only took your body. But your spirit, your thoughts, your conviction, your determination, your expertise, and your courage have been sown like a seed of cosmos or radish into the hearts of the Banyamulenge and all those who stand with them, sown into the soil that saw your birth and now cradles you.
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Your blood, and that of all those who have fallen for this same cause since Mushishi during the Mulelist rebellion has nourished the ground, and from it, thousands of Rukundo and Makanika have risen, stronger and more determined.
You left exactly five years ago, fully aware that you were facing death. Day and night, you gave everything, including your life. You chose to die the most honorable death not from malaria or cancer but standing, facing the enemies of your people. You never turned your back on them. You died so that yours could live in happiness and freedom. That is why you are a hero, a true one. And a hero does not die; he rests. A hero is not mourned; he is celebrated. I have been doing so for the past 48 hours, I have just done it, and I will continue to do so again and again.
In the meantime, I take up my pen to continue the struggle, particularly for two things today:
- To inform the world that this morning, taking advantage of the mourning, the FARDC and their allies attacked Banyamulenge villages. In Runundu, Kiziba, and the surrounding areas, the deafening sounds of heavy weapons have been heard since 5 a.m. They hope to put an end to it today.
- To make you a promise, dear Michel. They will not succeed not today, not tomorrow, not ever. The haters, the extremists, the separatists, and the racists, the genocidaires, those who have condemned your people to death, those who have decided to erase the Banyamulenge and the Tutsis from the map of the DRC, those who measure nationality and patriotism by the length of one’s nose, those who, with great idiocy, deny our very existence will never prevail.
Those for whom and to whom you gave your life will live in Minembwe, their land, in harmony with their fellow compatriots by the force of the law, or if necessary, even at the cost of their blood. I make you this promise.
“Either we live together as brothers (we are ready to do our part with humility), or we perish together as fools.”Rest in peace, General Michel Rukunda Makanika. Those who recognize themselves in the list above may react it is their right.
