I lay in bed and stare at the cobwebs at the corner of my ceiling, my room is dimly lit. I am tired from running around all day. As I stare at the ceiling my mind begins to wander, I am thinking about my beloved Nigeria, I am having mixed feelings...how did we get to this point. A few years ago we only heard about suicide bombings on CNN, now this foreign concept has become our reality. I grab my tablet and decide to start a blog. I have so much to say, honestly, I have always had. I remember years back, sharing epistles on facebook about the Nigeria situation.
I think it is my calling, to speak out against the injustice of our government, I think God wants me to become a socio / political activist. I believe it is part of the reason i was put on earth. I have always had the yearning to speak out, something deep down keeps thuging,... something keeps pushing.. I have decided to become the talking drum.
Wait a minute, are we saying Nigeria cannot protect its citizens anymore? I am confused, so we do not have 10,000 soldiers, armed with machine guns and grenade launchers. We cannot dispatch them gun blazing on armored vehicles and helicopters like we see in the movies. We cannot quell the activities of a bunch of poorly trained hoodlums. Wait...... what if we were invaded by a proper army.......... Eyaaaaaaa......... foul nyash don open. ( the chicken's butt has been exposed). If anything this has only exposed the decay in the Nigerian system, I knew it was bad but this is outrageous. A bunch of thugs have taken control over parts of our beloved country and we sit to watch, some people think its a joke even. We are not even talking enough about it.
Our President is seemingly unperturbed attending functions and globe trotting like all is well, He seems more keen on his re-election ambitions than anything else. Its quite sad.
When you leave your farm land unattended, the weeds take over. When you do not clean your home, rodents and insects invade. If you fail to shower, you begin to smell, and grow rashes. In the same manner boko haram has become our own malignant virus because we have refused to tend to the needs of our beloved country.
I watched with disgust the video of our first lady lamenting "There is God oh, There is God oh"..I bet she forgets God when it comes to funds embezzlement and misappropriation of public funds. I wonder if she remembers to call God when she sips fine champagne while the masses suffer and die in numbers.
Oh... so these politicians expect smooth sailing, while they plunder Nigeria's wealth and set her on a doomed path. Patience Jonathan is shedding crocrodile tears because the boko boys will not let her husband and his cohorts plunder our resources in peace. That can be her only source of pain, because we all know she doesn't care about the missing chibok girls, in all honesty Nobody actually did.
Now we have realised our military is decaying and weak. Our generals have enriched themselves and neglected the duties they were enlisted for. Our Army apparently is a joke. The Boko boys have grown balls they are capitalising on this weakness and hitting hard. Its only a matter of time before they want more. its quite saddening the current scenario.
We keep loosing people everyday. Our Army cannot secure the borders and deploy effective blockades / patrol systems. Our government is doing nothing. Nigeria's wealth is enough to put these things in place but that wealth has been plundered a privileged few. It is sad to watch. Where are we headed?
the talking drum has spoken.
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