Election 2028; An Open Letter To Dr. Bawumia Over “What Tomas Said in A Pub” III

Dear Incoming President,
Permit me to properly conclude on the last epistle I wrote you last week before I commence this third letter. I need to highlight the dream in which Sheikhu Bayaan wanted me to explain what slander in Islam means to his congregation because some people had slandered, which explained how you and I are also being slandered. He might have also slandere someone else to warrant his slander.

I was listening to one of his sermons and he dwelled much on the subject of illegitimate children and how they are not supposed to inherit their fathers' properties upon the demise of the father. Then I saw that Sheikhu Bayaan had appeared so passionate about that topic because of a certain future Ya-Na some people think he was born out of wedlock. I need to be hypothetical now since my visions might not be entirely accurate.

Through my visions, I saw that the opponent Royal Gate of that chief could have done sorcery to ensure his father never got a male successor so that their lineage to the Ya-Na title could be truncated. However, that plot was discovered by the father and the smartest way to deal with it was to get a bride from outside the Dagbani tribe. But it might not have been befitting of the father to marry outside the Dagbani tribe per the customs. Meanwhile, the bride who could have bore him a male child ought to have come from an opponent tribe. As a result, he got a non-Dagbani woman to give birth to a son for him to escape the possibility of not giving birth to a male child as a successor. But because the family of the woman knew why he desperately needed their daughter, they could have greenlighted their relationship. And if they had been aware of their relationship and allowed pregnancy between the two, it was not a sin and the son from it is very legitimate.

The story surrounding that son’s birth could be likened to Abraham’s son Ishmael. In order to give birth to a child, Sarah gave her maid Hagar (Haajar) in marriage to her husband Abraham. And because Hagar was owned by Sarah as a slave and maid, marriage union was established when she granted Abraham the permission to have sexual relation with Hagar. Therefore, Abraham did not commit fornication neither the child bore out of it was illegitimate.

Marriage in Islam is very simple. It is essentially the giving of the girl by the guardian or parent. And an already married woman can give herself in marriage to a man if there’s no guardian to give her out. Only a woman who has never married before requires a guardian to give her hand in marriage to a man. Whether Sheikhu Bayaan actually did that or not, may God guide and forgive us all. But it was the reason why he was also slandered by those who slandered him and he called upon me in the dream to basically rescue him.

That chief shall become Ya-Na on grounds of justice from the Andani Royal Gate. In Sha Allah.

Let me now begin today’s epistle.
I do not know how you may have been receiving these letters, whether with disappointment, anger, and sadness, or happiness, eagerness, and readiness; but the fact is, I do not have any other avenue to ventilate these accumulated visions that have become albatross around my neck. Sometimes, I can talk to myself for more than an hour. That’s why some people accuse me of lunacy but I am mentally very stable. I mostly try to reason through them and to connect the dots which anyone observing from afar might really wander why I talk for long when no one is with me. And as you can see, from the earlier letters, I have a lot on my plate. So, forgive me if you do not find it appropriate that I appear washing my dirty linens in the public involving you.

I am also concerned that some readers might think this is a sort of political hatchet job paid for by you to project you as the poster boy and the only saviour for the NPP. It was the same reason why I hesitated writing to you before the recent Flag bearership race of the NPP. I didn’t want anybody to think you have stoop so low that you seek political advertisement or eulogy to Ghanaians in the name of dreams. Otherwise, I was supposed to let you know the percentage you were to win with in that race: 56%. In Sha Allah, you shall win the 2028 presidential election by that same percentage, ceteris paribus.

Quickly, let me show you something to do so that you can always see for yourself clarity on matters pertaining to the futurefuture before they occur. Perhaps, you may believe in what I am telling you if you can see it yourself. I will also disclose what you may have done to have things changed in your favor aside the low IQ mistake the NDC has made.

To let Allah reveal some future event to you, perform two units of prayer (two rakat). In each Rakat, recite 7 times the last verse of the 27^th Chapter of the Qur'ran called An-Naml (The Ant). It goes like this: “wa qulhamdulillahi sayurikum ayaatihi fata'rifunaha wa maa rabbuka bigaafiling amaa ta'malun”. After the two units of prayer, recite half of the same verse by stopping at “fata’rifunaha” 101 times. Then ask Allah for clarity on the matter or issue you are seeking. God will reveal it through some new or fresh understanding or in a dream. (You might not see as quickly as I do because I have been consciously celibate at 34, and you have a wife)

Moving on, what could have changed matters in your favor is something you might have done at a personal or individual level which is unknown to even you yourself; or, it is because of the new Mosque which was recently unveiled by Hon. Member of Parliament for Karaga Constituency, Mohammed Amin Anta. That Mosque could have been done in honor of the Cathedral former president Akufo Addo supposedly promised God. And it doesn’t matter whether it was a mosque built or a Church because all houses of worship be house of worship. It is the reason why our Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W) has admonished us to leave alone fleeing persons who run to any house of worship be it a synagogue, a church, a Mosque or a shrine. Example, you as a Muslim, are chasing someone to beat or even kill him or her, and the person runs into a Church, or Shrine, or Synagogue: a house of worship belonging to the Other, Prophet has admonished you to leave the person, for he or she has run to God. Yes, even if that is not your concept of God. As a result, every house of worship is recognized by Allah. Therefore, the Mosque which was unveiled recently by Hon. Mohammed Amin Adam could have been built in honor of the promise former president Akufo Addo made to God. It is most probably the catalyst for your impending victory. But it appears to go hand in hand with what you should do for me. It could also have triggered the reason why the NDC might have made that fatal mistake by not honoring their promise of getting that girl married to me through those people on campus.

Now, pay attention. In around November 2022, I bumped into someone in front of Hamdallah Hotel opposite Ata Asiby Junction along the Hospital Road in Tamale. He stopped me and said my success or breakthrough was about to occur. However, it will come with some anger issues. If I am able to manage the anger it comes with, I am going to be huge. So, I should prepare for it in the next couple of months. He also asked me to sit back and recite Chapters 5 and 18 of the Qur'an immediately after the Friday prayer. Then afterwards, I must get some salt and bury some insignificant amount of money in the salt and give it in charity to a type of beggar I can’t remember. I think I was supposed to give it to an elderly man who is blind (I am not quite sure). Anyway, I did what he said the following Friday.

However, I later realized that “seer” could have been sent by the same low IQ individuals I have mentioned earlier. Having swapped the girl, or whatever they might have done, they thought that move could have enraged me, so they sent that charlatan to come and tell me not to be angry. But it is not about anger because I didn’t even know the two girls; it is about justice.

Personally, I begrudge them not, I simply won’t accept a new arrangement which will constitute injustice to you. Your victory goes hand in hand with that mistake they made because it was on the basis of the same condition I was supporting Mahama and the NDC despite seeing that you were a friend and partner because of whatever you may have done to Mahama. But I believe they made that mistake because what God has ordained, no man can asunderasunder, which is why stand with my principle and refuses to accept whatever offer they may have give me in exchange for your presidency.

You see, a Dagbani proverb says that if you are going to fall from the back of a donkey, you can’t see its ears. And that, a man whom the gods have never destined sandals will have them snatched by dogs even if he buys sandals. They could not abide by this simple instruction because whatever that is about to befall them is what they can’t escape.

Now, look at what they could have done. They married the girl in my name but gave her to the son of the family relative who wanted me dead in the dream and Allah asked me whether I wanted to die now. Because they are rich. And in order to deny me the girl they had to label me a thief. So, the guy they gave her hand in marriage to sent me one thousand Ghana cedis the following day after I was falsely accused of stealing the phone by the so-called Imam who earlier traced the phone to another location but ignored that scientific fact and instead relied upon what a soothsayer told him and came to search my room in order to simply frame me up. And before this incident, I had noticed the complete transformation of that guy’s attitude towards me which led to gifting me that thousand Ghana cedis to set me up. Although I was already in level 300 when he came to the university, when he and the mother came they never looked for me. And until I ran into him one afternoon at the main Library, I never knew he came to KNUST. The mother never wanted him to associate with me because I came on scholarship and poor. Perhaps, in order to avoid any possible help I might have needed from him; he gave me massive distance. And when I had met or seen him on campus he won’t even stop because he never wanted anyone to know we were family relatives. I stomached that and stop trying to interact with him whenever and wherever I see him on campus. Meanwhile, at home he was normal.

During one vacation, he came to me to go and convince his mom to allow him bring a car to school. It was successful when I went. She allowed him to take a car to school the following academic year, but he continued to ignore me. I understood. He was into carrying these massive behind girls. Then when the issue of marrying that girl came up, I didn’t know how he got the information because I never told a soul in my family about it but he suddenly changed. He began coming to pray at the KNUST Islamic Center (KIC) and even leading us sometimes in prayer. I later discovered that he was sponsored by his mom to perform Umrah (Makkah). He totally changed his attitude towards me; he would now take me with his car to my hostel, buy me gifts. The shocking part was that he began calling me his elder brother in Dagbani: “Mbe Hakeem”. I was alarmed by that monkey respect he began showing me and confronted him one afternoon in the KIC. I reminded him what his mother has been to me all this year’s and the bad attitude he also has been exhibiting since he came to the university. I wanted him to be honest with me with regards to what has changed to warrant that nice behavior towards me all of a sudden. I shared with him what I saw in a dream and the mother wanted me dead and asked whether it is a change of strategy through him to get me. He also knew the mother was my open and very lethal enemy. She had always been unkind to me had told every worker of hers that I am a thief. I asked my cousin what have I ever stolen and his mom always tells people I am a thief and whether he doesn’t think it is a manifestation of some form of enmity. He dismissed it and said it was the devil.

And I had been working with the mom since 2003 or 2004 when she asked me to look after her shop if I wasn’t going to school. So, I made an oath to him that if I have ever stolen anything from her the long years that I have been working for her, may Allah never allow me to finish my Master’s degree program. And Allah is my witness that I have never taken or used anything belonging to her without her permission. Whatever she gave me had always been enough. Unless maybe a co-worker had given me something from proceeds of theft he committed I didn’t know. And I never accepted anything from any co-worker.

As we were conversing, I didn’t know the CCTV cameras in that Mosque were even working. The individuals who were to get the girl married to me could have listened to our conversation through the CCTV cameras since it was him they were preparing to give the girl to for which reason he suddenly changed in attitude towards me and even began coming to pray frequently. The fees for the Master’s program was they truncated first. And my supervisor began giving me contradictory instructions on my thesis just to delay the program or possibly sabotaged it so that I abandon it. When I managed to outsmart his contradictory instructions and finished the thesis, he refused to pay the fees and told me instead to tell my father or family relatives to pay for it. And all this antics was to sabotage the Master’s degree to make it appears as though it is because of the oath I took which haunted my progress. As if that wasn’t evil enough, someone used my image to commit theft in the same Mosque.

Meanwhile, hitherto, I had gotten another scholarship, after my undergraduate degree, to McGill University, Canada, for a Master’s degree from the same sponsors who sponsored my undergraduate degree: MasterCard Foundation Scholarship Program. But I took the same people to write my Reference letters which was a requirement: the disgruntled father-in-law to-be, and the supervisor.

The disgruntled father-in-law plainly told me it was possible that if I go to Canada, a white woman may fall in love with me and render me a non-Muslim and because of his daughter whom I was still interested in, he obviously didn’t wish me to go. I didn’t know the actual intention of the supervisor whom at that point I was serving as a Research and Teaching Assistant at the university. And he probably didn’t want me to go as well so that I don’t stop writing for the NDC and so that I could be slandered a thief in exchange for the girl in order for Mahama to win. And that explains the dream in which I saw that if they were not getting the girl married to me, Mahama will lose. So, both of them could have written something damaging as Reference letters to McGill university in order to abort that scholarship. And I was actually later declined in a most painfully unexpected circumstances because the McGill university had even waived my application fees and never demanded much from me. In fact, I was the only student they still allowed their system to be accessed after the deadline for application was closed around December 13, 2020. The students' Coordinator, one Margaret Lawrence, was still in touch with me on the application process while at home celebrating Christmas. The university had realized that my username I created on their system was wrong and the submissions I did never reached them. It required retrieving of the old one or creating a new credentials. Meanwhile, at the same time both reference letters were delayed because they both forgot. And because it was a transition from MasterCard Foundation in KNUST to MasterCard Foundation in McGill university, the Secretariat there in Canada had allowed the university to open the system for only me to continue the application process. In fact, Margret Lawrence told me that I didn’t even need the process but because it is a must for all students I should continue. She emailed me that everything was now set except the reference letters. One of the Referees told me he could not write it, so I should write it myself for him to forward to them. I did and sent it to him through email. But I want to believe he said that in case I later discovered that it was because of the reference letters which cost my scholarship, I could only blame myself. That means, he could have sent them the gibberish he himself could have written without my notice. A reason he asked me to write it for him.

To cut the long story short; the two of them later proposed that I do the Master’s degree here in Ghana in the same university. Initially, I thought it was really a help. I never knew it was to make me stay back for my honor, integrity, dignity, charisma as a student leader, to be used for political rituals for someone else to win an election in exchange for a certain girl they would marry for me whom they later gave to my cousin whose mother attacked me in a dream eight years earlier in 2017. Perhaps, she attacked me because of that same issue long before I even saw the girl. But these low IQ individuals who were supposed to protect me did not remember that I gave up opportunity to be with a Vice President and possible better Master’s degree program and supported them against you. Instead, they decided to betray me in that most wicked way and still expect that I must accept that arrangement even against the same principle I withheld when I supported them against you. But I never told them that actually saw in the dream to write against you in order to be your friend. So, they thought they had betrayed me not knowing they rather betrayed themselves.

Naturally, anyone will be angry with nonsense like this, and it was the reason why they sent that seer to tell me to be careful about anger issues laced with my breakthrough. But if I accept the new arrangement, it would be unfair to you. I have decided to therefore forgo the possibility of being with a sitting president and support an opposition former Vice President just as I did when I left you as a sitting Vice President to support opposition, in the name of justice. Obviously, I must be tired from such to-and-fro movements, and that could be the reason you have to come to my aid before you win.

Now, in one of the visions, I saw that the example of you and the NPP is like an example in one of the Royal Gates of Dagbon. Let me be specific so that you can find out. One of the chiefs of the Abudus Royal Gate of the Dagbon's kingdom had his ascension to the Ya-Na title sabotaged by his own Royal Gate members and he died without making it to become Ya-Na. As a result, he sort of made a curse that whoever from his Royal Gate that becomes chief of Mion, should not also make it to become Ya-Na. I have seen that you would become like that chief to the NPP if the party, out of tribalism or religious bigotry, sabotage your bid to become president of Ghana. None shall be able to become president on the ticket of the NPP if you don’t become due to sabotage from within.

I was initially afraid to come from this angle, but that’s basically why you are the best bet for th NPP.

The question now is, why that arrangement? It is because, you are by destiny a future president of Ghana which I saw in the dream and I became president of Ghana. And because what happens to me kind of affects you as a result of the other dream in which you gave me the two halves of the same calabashes, if I am supposed to become a future president, you would become. However, you had squandered your presidency for Akufo Addo to become president. Perhaps, because of the Supreme Court petition hearing; perhaps, because of what you might have said of the Mahama government in 2016; and maybe because of the discrepancies surrounding the victory of your boss Akufo Addo in the 2020 election. He might have stolen that election.

I saw that Mahama was supposed to win the 2020 election and he would have been the president to supervise the economic mess which occurred between 2020 and 2024. It would have been a sort of punishment for Mahama for what they had planned to do to me which I believe has been postponed to now (something disgraceful or calamitous or just unsatisfying, will happen to the current government to orchestrate your victory in 2028).

But for mortgaging your destiny (presidency) for Akufo Addo and by extension for the NPP, by playing dirty or foul which resulted in your punishment and required me to critique you in writing, is the reason why the NPP would be punished into political annihilation or extinction, if they deliberately refuse to vote for you out of tribal bigotry or religious jingoism. Unless you permit victory any person after you if you didn’t win. How? Maybe, if you deliberately ignore me. Why me? Perhaps, because I am the great grandson of the famous ancestor of Kumawu called Twuneboa Kodua; maybe, because I was the one who saw in the dream and the Asantehene died; maybe because of the dream and you gave me the calabashes; maybe because of the girl you’re supposed to get married for me. It could be any of these or combination of them, or what I am about to tell you now.

You see, in 2016 I was doing internship at the then uni-Bank and I respectfully attended to a certain old man who came for Haj forms. He was so excited and later called me out that he needed to see me. Initially, I thought he was going to give me money which was against the policies of the Bank. But he insisted when I told him I was okay if he wanted to give me money. When I followed him out he told me that I am surrounded by enemies but God will give me the ability to defeat them all.

Before that encounter with him, there was also one elderly man I met at the Central Mosque of Kumasi Barracks around Armed Forces Senior High School, behind the Komfo Anokye Teaching Hospital (KATH).

Mostly, I personally visit hospitals and graveyards once in a while just to appreciate health and life. I have worked with prisoners voluntarily before in order to appreciate the freedom God has given me. After working with prisoners, there’s some joy that comes with going home while they have been marched back to prison. It is a moment to appreciate God for your freedom to move freely. The same applies to visiting hospitals; someone’s wounds make you forget what you have been itching to have through every wrong means. And graveyards are silent places with a loud message: what you are yearning to get now has been abandoned by those lying beneath the earth.

That fateful afternoon, I decided to visit the hospital and stood at the entrance of the emergency Ward for a while before going to that central Mosque to pray. I met an elderly man in his 70-something washing his clothes on his own. I offered to help him several times and he declined. He was mesmerized by my maturity to help him. He became an elderly friend and I often go and visit him anytime I went to the hospital. On one occasion, he gave some local puzzle to me to untie it without breaking the thread or pieces of two wood the thread passed through. I tried several times but could not do it. He taught me how to do it and gave it to me, and said no one could do it if I take it to school. I was shocked because at that point there was no way I could go to school. The deadline for applications was up and I didn’t even apply at all. He also told me that I was destined to travel abroad and my enemies are plotting to stop it but they won’t be successful.

I believe what he told me later explained the dream in which I swam across an ocean to a certain developed country. It may also have something to do with the dream in which the IDF soldiers wanted to stop me from entering a certain developed country but allowing me upon inspecting my documents.

And inded, I came to KNUST without application to the university, without even applying to the Scholarship Program; it was the university which selected my results from WAEC, offered admission and attached the admission to the MasterCard Foundation Scholarship Program and called me for an interview.

Surprisingly, I discovered later that the puzzle he gave me was one of the elements in the Emblem of KNUST called the “Nyan Sapo” (Knot of Wisdom). In fact, it is the motto of the university in Twi translated as “Knot of Wisdom is Untied Only By the Wise”. And no one could really solve that puzzle when I later took it to the university. And since the meaning of my name “Hakeem” is “the wise”, the motto of the university can be understood as “knot of wisdom is untied only by Hakeem”.

I believe it is one of the reasons why, again, I was the unique student to escort or partner you in your presidential bid to the highest office of the land as a trailblazer in seeking the highest office within the students’ leadership. Hence, using my slogan “I See A New KNUST” by replacing KNUST with Ghana to be read as: “I See A New Ghana”.

Adopting this new mantra is necessary because of the dream in which God took from the guy, whose slogan you adopted, and gave it to me and said it was mine and he took it. “It Is Possible” might therefore not be relevant anymore.

Finally, it was my student parliamentary t-shirt and my most expensive shoes that have been stolen to cast the magic spell in order to character assassinate my person by smearing me a thief, a bastard, a liar, a womanizer, a mad man, a villager– just to dishonor me and to make me look unfit for the job. Part of that sorcery is also an attempt to belittle or debase me in order to castigate my personality with that sorcery. People see me and they think I am some teenager and a villager who is incapable of using even a spoon. Another aspect of it was to make me some despicable person despised, condemned, contemptible, rejected, and dejected. As a result, people hate me for no tangible reason; they just don’t like me and are ready to make others hate me as well. I have noticed this aspect with you and some section of the members of the NPP: Most of those those who dearly love the party hate you very much. Please, forgive them and do not take it to heart; it is not their fault, it is sorcery. Reach out to them but keep a distance because they can harm you. The good news is, their hate cannot harm you in anyway. God has given you upper hand over them.

And lastly, my ability to articulate issues was also under attack. As a student leader, my greatest weapon was oratory; the art of speech. Few days into my presidential campaign, I noticed I was finding it difficult to put everyday grammar together to express myself anytime I was called upon to speak. It is called speech impediment where the adjectives of the speaker suddenly disappear and what to say next becomes a challenge. I had watched your recent interview during the flooding in Accra and it appeared you were struggling to put simple words together. It might not be permanent but to draw your attention to why you have to fix me.

I pray Allah grant you understanding of this issue.

Abdul Hakeem (Owusu Opoku James) Iddrisu