It may be the when prisoner number 46664 was released from Robben Island. For another it was when a wall which divided between East and West Berlin was torn down.
For others it was when a man said "I have a dream".
The precipice is when individuals and a society have to change for the better or condemn ourselves to a tumultuous existence.
It’s that defining moment when right stands up to all that is wrong and what is just stands its ground against all that is unjust.
This is where Zimbabwe finds itself today. From this point we can evolve for the greater good or condemn ourselves to the same cycle of misery which produced Gukurahundi, the "Unity" government of 1987, Murambatsvina, armed youth militias, Marange Diamond Mine atrocities and so on.
We are a nation held captive by a monster that continues to reshape and re-invent itself.
Indeed, those who have betrayed the very virtues and morals that define us as a noble nation still cling to power – while the innocent find themselves clinging to the illusion of a new era.
We are a nation which clamours for justice but governed by the unjust; a people in desperate need of hope but yet the reality points to more misery and hopelessness. Torture and abductions which are part of modern Zimbabwe – just as they were before the unity agreement.
The precipice is when you stop settling for the convenient answers and start asking those providing them the inconvenient questions.
It’s the moment you realise you also have a role to play, regardless of how small or large.
It’s when you have to ask yourself: "how can Zimbabwe get better when some of those who assigned themselves the task of repairing it are in actuality the ones who made it worse?"
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