May the records reflect that 14th November, 2016 was a national party in Accra.

The ruling NDC celebrated the inauguration of the newly constructed Kwame Nkrumah Interchange.

It was big and by far the largest public party this year. It had every feature of a successful party except food. But there was enough music, dancing and women. A lot of them.

There was a reason to celebrate- the old Kwame Nkrumah Circle has become an interchange.

Unfortunately, when all was said and done, on my way home, having led the team of reporters from Ahotorfm to carry the event live, I  witnessed an accident involving a young man, who had fell from the top of sound systems at the back of a pickup onto the streets.

The car had left. The accident victim was just helpless. Pedestrians ignored him. I was saddened seeing the victim in excruciating pain. I kept driving on. But my mind stayed with the boy.

This boy could be my brother. It did not make any difference, for he was my compatriot. What was most painful, he was ending his life out of the joy that his president has given him an interchange that will ease traffic to work; it will enable food from the villages to reach the market without going bad.

He was celebrating the joy that taxes have been used in a venture that profit everybody. Some things are truly worth dying for.

Maybe not in the manner this NDC supporter went — falling from the back of a pickup. But it is worth dying for the prosperity of this country.

We must die resisting oppressors' rule. We must die upholding the dignity and self worth of the Ghanaian.

We must die insisting on the right attitudes, not just from our government and leaders but everybody.

We must die making Ghana proud abroad.

We must die building a nation of prosperity and living inheritance for our children.

Finally we must die putting the unemployed to work through such massive projects as the circle interchange, which demonstrates that leadership is about work. Nothing else matters.

Akyena Brantuo Benjamin