Many of us, getting our hopes high that this time the 'good' people will get in, that this time Lord help - our prayers will be answered.
Many of our tiny, pothole infested, forgotten, never-been-renovated corners of town will teaming with people resembling ants moving towards biscuit crumbs.
Many of our PMV routes will be affected.
Many of our public meeting areas that have over the last four years become mosquito, rat and other non-human breeding grounds are now suddenly cleaned, repaired and daily covered with buai stains.
Many of our so-called community leaders will be writing letters requesting for assistance, requesting for the presence, requesting for many things that they should have worked on acquiring during the year.
Many individuals will be comparing in their homes, at work, in the pmvs, at the market, at church.
Dissecting someone's live from their ancestry, their religious beliefs, their marriage, their children, their education and their riches.
Judging someone's life.
Comparing our father, uncle, husband, son, brother, nephew, grand-father to that other man over there.
Agreeing that the one related to you is better than that man over there.
The cycle will come to an end come October only to begin again five years from now.
One can only hope that with each cycle the participants get more honest, get more caring, get more righteous, get more family oriented and most importantly plan for our grand-children's children.