Kofi Boakye, that name never goes away in things yet to come.

The naysayers watched in disbelief. The exponents were astonished. The rumors had an intersect with reality, and birthed a new dimension of it. That is, the iota of truth in the whirlwind of wild rumors.

Whether he is only a personal friend or a part of the whole establishment, the important thing is that he surfaced to walk in-between the isles. Somewhere, somehow, somewhat, the mill is churning out, and like the end result of a throw of the dice the storm appears to be settling. It bears the full force of a hurricane, and its landfall could cause anything among the triad of jubilation, consternation, or deeper ambivalence.

Reality and perception have a way of changing one’s destiny. When the wrong scales are used, it twists your fate. When the judgment is predicated on reality, its product could be a vacillation between two ends. The third is the truth. It is only the truth that provides a fair verdict. Falsehood or mere hearsay distorts the facts. The reality is what makes the falsehood look as though it is the truth.

On the higher plane are the facts which merge to produce truth. Therefore, his presence at the 24-hour economy walk and rally in Kumasi may be hinged on a variety of factors. Did he walk to this striping arena on his own volition or was he invited? At least, the answers to any of these two questions would clear the haze, and allow minds to settle.

Is it true that the Former Police Commissioner, Mr Nathan Kofi Boakye might be one of the few souls in waiting, and likely to be decorated as a co-President in the foreseeable future?
Grounded in law and security matters, this choice drops a hint of where the emphasis in government might be, in the event figments turn into the reality.

Many did not know the middle name of Moshood Abiola, the Nigerian millionaire businessman and politician who mysteriously died in 1998. That hidden name of his was “Kishimawo” which has the meaning, “we live to see.” It connects well with Nathan Kofi Boakye and the silent butterflies that rumors breed in stomachs.