My dream
My Dream
(A response to my Facebook friends)
I was psychologically bewildered the moment Fr. Clement at the introduction of the mass said “let us pray for the soul of those murdered in Benue as one of us is affected”. This threw me out of the mass as the rest of celebration was left To Whom It May Concern. I was thrown into thoughts. This is for the second time in a year.
In my thought, I thought of the decay in the Nigerian system. The government, offices, schools and even the church is not left out. Bribery and corruption is so cancerous that even God seems to have no cure for this land. Imagine some of my brothers are been denied of matriculations which they merited. Really I didn’t even know when it was time for break during lectures.
“Jonathan! why are you seated in this class without jotting? Why not go into the hostel and rest at least by that you can achieve something.” Sylvester said. All I could say was “my broteerr”? Not long after that, the destruction that has already been cause by the Boko Harram Islamic fanatics came to my mind. More than 100,000 lives had been taken and 2 million people displaced. I wondered the lot of such people. Even the capital city was threatened and something was actually done. What nonsense I said to myself.
To crown it all someone came on board and told us that at his arrival that all these mayhem would be in history. Lo and behold some people who history teaches nothing gave him a room to be in charge. Do you know what? This proposed messiah dragged us to the mud and pulled us along.
His arrival gave birth to recession, a corruption of the eradication of corruption, increase in the cost of living, python dance, Fulani herdsmen and finally the animals are revolting. The Fulani’s has so much dealt with the Benue people that many are already thinking that maybe we should check if any of our relatives are residing there. What a chaotic condition.
Oh! I forgot to buy pure water, but wait oo I used the last #100 I had to buy the bag that just finished and we still have 3 weeks to stay. Nna eeh my own case is already summarised. I quietly went into my room sorrowfully. My whole self is already soaked I hatred for my country. Having pin pointed these realities my heart was in a bit of shambles. The taste of the okro soup we ate had no taste to me and I lay on my bed thinking of my future in Nigeria. I almost decided to leave Nigeria and go to my village just to have a peace of mind. Just then I fell into a big slumber.
In my slumber, I had a dream. In that dream I saw a Nigeria where the future meant more difficulties for its citizens. The economy continued to dwindle that the future itself was crying for Nigeria. I saw a Nigeria where your right is the right of another to rightfully take away your right and still be right. I saw a Nigeria where my own is my own and cannot be our own and our own is my own.
Just then, I saw people taking to the offensive since the economy has become an economy of a few, since the right that was submitted willingly is trampled upon, since our lives are not insured. The people decided to take away the social contract. They were gathered in groups according to families. Each decided to be Lord over themselves. Each person was the lord and master.
Soon, they took war to the government. They destroyed all the infrastructures that had to do with the government just as the boko harram has done. The country became a survival of the fittest just as we see it in the government of today. A government of a selected few, for no one and for everyone. The strongest should beat up the weak without any caution just as the Fulani is doing. The oppressed took to arms just as the Niger delta militant had done. The peaceful protesters were subdued as in the case of IPOB.
Not long, these wars became personal, a war of kill and eat. A war where your property is yours only if I don’t need them or if you can defeat me. Women were not left out, they even had to protect themselves by themselves, the children and even animals all took to self preservation
Jona! Jonaaa! who the hell is that I rushed up. Mtchww that was Valentine my roommate who is as brief as the hope I have in Nigeria. O boy you no go go games! Nawa oo I said. Again I was lost in thoughts; actually it seems that Nigeria has developed an immune system for the prayer of distress and against bribery and corruption said over 20yrs now.
In thinking of the reality of my dream I saw it loud and clear. I saw it at our thresh hold. Stupidly speaking, if what goes around actually comes around I think the state of nature is already around the corner. They submitted their rights, sooner than later they will collect it. After all our rights are not destined to be submitted.
Egudu Jonathan Ikechukwu
(A response to my Facebook friends)
I was psychologically bewildered the moment Fr. Clement at the introduction of the mass said “let us pray for the soul of those murdered in Benue as one of us is affected”. This threw me out of the mass as the rest of celebration was left To Whom It May Concern. I was thrown into thoughts. This is for the second time in a year.
In my thought, I thought of the decay in the Nigerian system. The government, offices, schools and even the church is not left out. Bribery and corruption is so cancerous that even God seems to have no cure for this land. Imagine some of my brothers are been denied of matriculations which they merited. Really I didn’t even know when it was time for break during lectures.
“Jonathan! why are you seated in this class without jotting? Why not go into the hostel and rest at least by that you can achieve something.” Sylvester said. All I could say was “my broteerr”? Not long after that, the destruction that has already been cause by the Boko Harram Islamic fanatics came to my mind. More than 100,000 lives had been taken and 2 million people displaced. I wondered the lot of such people. Even the capital city was threatened and something was actually done. What nonsense I said to myself.
To crown it all someone came on board and told us that at his arrival that all these mayhem would be in history. Lo and behold some people who history teaches nothing gave him a room to be in charge. Do you know what? This proposed messiah dragged us to the mud and pulled us along.
His arrival gave birth to recession, a corruption of the eradication of corruption, increase in the cost of living, python dance, Fulani herdsmen and finally the animals are revolting. The Fulani’s has so much dealt with the Benue people that many are already thinking that maybe we should check if any of our relatives are residing there. What a chaotic condition.
Oh! I forgot to buy pure water, but wait oo I used the last #100 I had to buy the bag that just finished and we still have 3 weeks to stay. Nna eeh my own case is already summarised. I quietly went into my room sorrowfully. My whole self is already soaked I hatred for my country. Having pin pointed these realities my heart was in a bit of shambles. The taste of the okro soup we ate had no taste to me and I lay on my bed thinking of my future in Nigeria. I almost decided to leave Nigeria and go to my village just to have a peace of mind. Just then I fell into a big slumber.
In my slumber, I had a dream. In that dream I saw a Nigeria where the future meant more difficulties for its citizens. The economy continued to dwindle that the future itself was crying for Nigeria. I saw a Nigeria where your right is the right of another to rightfully take away your right and still be right. I saw a Nigeria where my own is my own and cannot be our own and our own is my own.
Just then, I saw people taking to the offensive since the economy has become an economy of a few, since the right that was submitted willingly is trampled upon, since our lives are not insured. The people decided to take away the social contract. They were gathered in groups according to families. Each decided to be Lord over themselves. Each person was the lord and master.
Soon, they took war to the government. They destroyed all the infrastructures that had to do with the government just as the boko harram has done. The country became a survival of the fittest just as we see it in the government of today. A government of a selected few, for no one and for everyone. The strongest should beat up the weak without any caution just as the Fulani is doing. The oppressed took to arms just as the Niger delta militant had done. The peaceful protesters were subdued as in the case of IPOB.
Not long, these wars became personal, a war of kill and eat. A war where your property is yours only if I don’t need them or if you can defeat me. Women were not left out, they even had to protect themselves by themselves, the children and even animals all took to self preservation
Jona! Jonaaa! who the hell is that I rushed up. Mtchww that was Valentine my roommate who is as brief as the hope I have in Nigeria. O boy you no go go games! Nawa oo I said. Again I was lost in thoughts; actually it seems that Nigeria has developed an immune system for the prayer of distress and against bribery and corruption said over 20yrs now.
In thinking of the reality of my dream I saw it loud and clear. I saw it at our thresh hold. Stupidly speaking, if what goes around actually comes around I think the state of nature is already around the corner. They submitted their rights, sooner than later they will collect it. After all our rights are not destined to be submitted.
Egudu Jonathan Ikechukwu
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