Wednesday, January 5, 2011
You Need To Read This
September 25, 2008 was a very remarkable day for me not because it was the last Thursday in the month of September, far from it. I clocked 22years that day, and after pressures from my roommates and other Ydi members I organized a party. That was not the only thing I did that day, I found time to visit my friends at the Obafemi Awolowo University Zoo, actually I prefer you call it a forest because there are many more trees than animals in it. Save for the lion and the crocodile, there was nothing exciting about the experience. Another thing that day was to indulge myself, I forgot about my budget for the month, walked into a boutique and parted with three shirts and footwear. One of the tops is my Arsenal Jersey; the buy was quite strange considering that I’m a Liverpool fan. But I have always had great respect for Arsenal Football Club, and in any case I just liked the jersey. But why would I choose to bore you with wardrobe news like I had just bought a Cadillac, if not that a stranger tore my jersey this morning. I was just returning from my visit to Ydi Uniben Chapter very early on Sunday October 12, 2008. At about 9am I could say good morning Ore and the inhabitants thereof. For a long time I had always heard people talk about how bad the road in Ore is, but finally time had given me the opportunity to see for myself the result of greed, corruption, insensitivity to the masses and darkness prevalent in a continent that’s referred to as the dark continent. Thanks to Asa, as I savored music from her album via my Mp4. Finally somehow after about two hours of maneuvering through the death trap set by our government, popularly called ‘road’ from Benin to Ore, I boarded another Bus en route Ile-Ife. As I sat in the bus in a red top with the inscription Fly Emirates eagerly awaiting other passengers, I suddenly noticed a trader who was selling bibles, a closer look at his goods made me realize that the Bibles were actually the big size version Gideon Bibles- Gideon Bibles are distributed free around the world in a bid to spread the gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ. “How much is a copy of your Bible?” the man who obviously thought that finally he had gotten a buyer, quickly responded.
The criminal was selling what some persons like himself not in attitude but in biological make-up printed to be distributed for free, at a price of N800.Very quickly I opened the first page of the bible and my curiosity was satisfied, as it was boldly written "THIS BIBLE IS NOT FOR SALE". For the benefit of a doubt, I confirmed that the culprit could read English, and asked him to read same- This Bible is not Sale. It was at that point I assumed the office of an activist, why would one person be selling what was supposed to be free for all? It’s the same reason why the road from Benin to Ore, Lagos-Ibadan Express Way and many other inaccessible roads in Nigeria are not tarred. One criminal Governor, Senator, Local Government Chairman would suddenly decide to use for his family what had been provided for a whole nation. I was angered because it only takes 1000 people like my bible seller to understand why Nigeria is suffering in the midst of plenty.
Already I had seized 1copy of the bible as I continued to explain to him why he deserved to be jailed. By now the bus was already full and the other passengers were begging me to return the bible to the man. I was certain that he would continue in his business if the bible was returned to him, sincerely my desire was to seize the other bibles and also arrest him. In a bid to convince him about the consequence of his actions, I read Malachi 3:8 to him, which shows how God cursed a whole nation because of their greed; eating what God has said belongs to him.
I thought I had finished my responsibility as a responsible citizen and lover of this great nation, as the man walked away from the bus. But I was wrong, because just as our bus stopped by at the nearby gas station, he also came back this time around determined to get back his lost sheep.”You would see what I would do to you if you don’t give me back my bible; in fact you must come down from this bus. As he began to throw threats I sat calmly in the bus watching events unfold, his next strike wasn’t vocal. He pulled my shirt threatening to get me naked. The result was that my cherished Arsenal Jersey got turn. But again let’s give him some kudos for his last words before the bus zoomed off. He said, “What’s your problem, are you the only educated person here.” Only if time allowed him get the response, obviously for a young man like me still in the pursuit of a first degree, I couldn’t have been the only educated person in the bus. But alas, that drives home the point again, Nigeria is where it is today because of the large number of educated illiterates and spiritual giants who are socially dumb.
We might not have the opportunity to talk sense to woman at the Nigerian Stock Exchange, who is blind to the needs of many Nigerians who live below the poverty line, but very sensitive to the need to raise unsolicited funds for Barack Obama. But we must preach this message of change where we find ourselves in everyday life. Though I did not succeed in arresting Mr. Bible Seller, but I succeeded in creating awareness at the park, that he was selling goods that had been paid for. The psychology of man would stop him from selling those bibles, for the fear of another activist. Though my jersey is now torn, it reminds me of how every day we tear this country apart either because we want for ourselves what is meant for everyone, or because we refuse to take a bold stand for the truth. Regardless of where you stand it’s time for you to make a change to see this country change. God Bless Nigeria, another way of saying May God punish her enemies. Lest I forget, as I alighted at the front of Obafemi Awolowo University, I gave the free bible to the conductor
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When Good Turns Bad
Life is very interesting because there is hardly anything that does not have it's own share of twists, even the best of things. A major problem noticed however, is that some people try very hard to make the good works of others look bad because it is making their own lapses very obvious and they do anything just to achieve this. A failure as we all know will always want others to fail so they can have different excuses for failing, so when they see some that are not failing, there is a burden on them to ensure that the good works of such people are rubbished.
I have been a victim of this and i am definitely not the only person that has been affected with the activities of these people who have phobia for success. But when your good turns "bad", instead of being dejected and wearing the look of a loser, look up and tell yourself that I am working and that is why they are trying to bring me down. If I don't work, nobody will see me as a good enough threat to start digging a pit that only he can fall in. The attitude of victors when they face this kind of challenge is that they look up and tell themselves "I am a Work in Progress", not an abandoned work. Just like the popular gospel song by Donnie McClurkin, "We Fall Down, But We Get Up."
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Saturday, November 6, 2010
Tears of a Patriot
Watch out!!! The tears of a patriot can only bring fear into the minds of unprogressive elements in this nation. The tears roll down my cheeks when I see different accidents on Nigerian roads occassioned by the terrible state of our major highways. Won't the blood of these innocent souls call for justice? Just some weeks ago, major streets in Osogbo, the capital of Osun state, in the South-Western part of Nigeria was wiped away by flood, killing people and destroying properties worth hundreds of millions of naira. Even the most callous person will be moved to tears upon seeing the corpse of a JSS 2 student, whose head was smashed by a moving truck when he was trying to jump on the truck in a bid to avoid entering into the mini-dam on the road. The most bizarre of all the events that happened that day was when the Deputy Governor appeared in some of the affected areas elegantly dressed as if there was a wedding ceremony to attend. To add salt to the injury, just two days after the unfortunate incident, the state chairman of the party who has held the state hostage for almost eight years through their visionlessness splashed millions of naira on the birthday of his 10year old daughter.
I cry and cry because it's as if our wait for a better nation will never end when idea starved political jobbers keep stealing the votes of the masses. Why would our older comrades charge us to fight for a noble cause when they know they are not ready to be partners in progress with these young people who can not add to the money in their accounts? The patriot cry. Many beautiful ideas that will lead us to the path of greatness have been killed because both the society and even those who use speeches to motivate us to fight for a noble cause are not ready to assist us.
The tears of the patriot says we are a people with a strong spirit, we will never give up. Our darkness can never last forever, and show them that our God can not fail us. Young Nigerians, be happy to join hands with other people who are working for progress, it is not about who gets the credit, but about making Nigeria a great nation. Let us always remember that it is only in unity that we can achieve much. Finally, the patriot cries for a revolution in the land, not a violent one, but one that happens in our minds. Let us always stand for what is right, no matter the kind of mountains before us. There is no victory without a battle. We shall get there. God Bless Nigeria.
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Deliver Us From These Moths
Our Father, who hath in heaven, hallowed be your name ...and deliver us from these moths who have turned the gifts for all into gifts for a very few. Smite those who have consistently put our dear country in the dungeon of underdevelopment and take food away from the mouths of all those who have ensured that many of our citizens of this country find eating a single meal in a day very difficult.
My dear Lord, your word says that we should pray for the peace of Jerusalem, for therein lies our own peace. Nigeria is the only Jerusalem that we know and since you commanded us to pray for her peace, we therefore declare that whoever is against the peace of this nation shall not know any peace whatsoever. For all those who keep sponsoring religious crises and strife among the various ethnic groups in the Northern part of this nation, especially Bauchi and Plateau states, we ask that You throw confusion into their camps and You bring them to justice like what no ceremonial committee of inquiry has been able to do. We also declare that for all those who are praying that militancy will not cease in the South-South region, they will end up as victims of their own evil plans.
We also pray that those Haramites who have decided to be Cainanites, by shedding the blood of the innocent shall meet their waterloo as soon as possible, and all those who sponsor them shall be shamed just as you did to King Ahab whose body was devoured by dogs.
Lord, your word also says that you will punish the children for the sins of their fathers, we therefore decree that you will mete out punishment on those who keep stealing our money and even make jest of us by saying we should thank them for doing so little for us therefore putting us in the wilderness of stagnation and retrogression. We declare that your judgment comes upon these ones heavily in a way that twenty generations to come from their lineages will flee from evil deeds. Please Lord, don't wait till the time of their children before the wrath of your vengeance is felt, but let if be felt from now on all those who delight in doing evil and glory in enslaving the real people who get wealth for our nation.
The Holy book also says that to everything in life, there is a time, therefore, we know that for all the people in elective and non-elective positions, there must be a time to leave. Dear Lord, we put before you all those who think that it is their birthright to rule forever even when the only standard that can be ascribed to them is a high level of irresponsibility and executive recklessness, like the one who told us he had no shoes, yet has started stifling life out of those innocent, but gullible ones who brought him in, together with his lieutenants who care less about what the masses think, as long as his closest friend who they call an architect can get millions of naira just to purchase 57 newspapers in a single day. Yet, they do all they can to ensure that those with shoes who voted for the one without shoes will be forced to sell their shoes.
Abba Father, as we prepare for season five of elections in some years' time into what to this point has been government not of the people, not by the people, and not for the people, we ask that You put into the hearts of our youths to grace to refuse being instruments in the hands of all the political jobbers who will want to use them as tools to deny people of their rights.Whoever that youth is, who still insists on being such a tool to bring sorrow to others, that in your anger, You make such person incapacitated before and during the period of election so that our people can vote without fear. We also speak into the lives of all those who pay peanuts to people to steal what belongs to others that whatever good thing that is supposed to be theirs shall be denied.
Above all, give us the grace to choose wisely so that our dear country will be set on the path of greatness when people with the heart to build shall be enthroned as our leaders. All these we ask for in your Holy name
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