I regret been born in Nigeria and also been a Nigerian. This is the
lamentation of a very good friend of mine. This statement never meant
anything to me until I pondered over it then I realised that I have
woken up to a world of shift, as my reasoning is like of a
palaeontologist coming face to face with a dinosaur. I guess you know
what that connotes or better still I owe you that modicum of
discretion.
The night is long and can never find the day. So also soldiers go,
soldiers come, but the barracks still remain. The outcome of the
general situation in our country today is another history in making.
History, if we don’t know, cultivates national consciousness in the
citizens, redeeming them from inane nationalism. However, it is
unfortunate that this tool for shaping destiny has been overtly
neglected in our great country. The leaders of today are not ready to
embrace the fate of the dark hour and as thus, they deceive us
elegantly. My heart is moved to tragedy because we have a group of
power mongers who keep using our country to play the game of ludo.
They throw the dice, and they play what it comes up with, meanwhile
they are buying time privately and pursuing their own their
self-interest. The process of governance is been violated with
impunity and the culprits are still red carpeted upon their crimes. To
many who do not know, the great land watered by the Niger and Benue
between the sandy wastes and gulf of guinea, washed in salt by mighty
Atlantic is now a refinery for the production of finished goods like
corruption, looting, thuggery, kidnapping, hopelessness.
There are intangible realities which float near us, formless and
without words; realities which no one has thought out, and which are
excluded for lack of interpreters. My generation is full of highly
talented and creative minds but every day we suffer and our minds are
laid under the pleasure of torture. They toy with our future by making
us go on strike and facing the hardship of compulsory hard labour,
they tell us lie and make a fool of us and during their campaigns they
ignore the doors of various varsities and go to the market square and
convince our parents to talk to us because they lack the courage to
talk to us. They make us study under threats that no future exist out
there as there are no jobs left for us. They show us the provisions
and teachings of the holy books and they still find solace in doing
otherwise. They make us fall in love with their propaganda and they
lavish our resources and they tag it jumbo pay, they give us guns for
their own purpose and forget to collect it back and as thus we turn
armed robbers. They make our leaders spit rubbish and also pay for the
rubbish. They make us believe that elective posts are juicy that we
already forgot that serving humanity is the best work of life. They
dash the golden dreams of our fore fathers and they still claim to be
dreamers. They are our family members. They give us fish rather than
teaching us how to fish and the worst is that they promise to rebrand
us but what they did instead was to unleash the evil in us as we now
see glory in lawlessness and corruption as a way of life. Also, along
the line they make our joy drown in our grief. This is what they have
turned our glory into. The big daddies they are called.
Today, we have woken up from our slumber and we are ready to claim
back what is ours. The princes and princesses who have been turned
into slaves of conscience are now waking up to stand up to what belong
to them and claim serenity with all their might for it is about time
the impostors abdicated their position. The owners are coming back to
restore the glory and the dream of their real fathers. We are ready to
serve humanity and say a no tolerance to corruption. Our hands are now
on deck to make sure Nigeria moves forward. So at this moment I would
say to the corrupt politicians and selfish business moguls of today,
who have nothing but guns for the hungry and think of nothing but
death and dying, let them spend our earth’s fortune harvesting blood
from the fields of war and corruption. The last banquet shall be their
children’s blood.  The glory of being a Nigeria resides in us and we
are set to unleash the dragon of excellence in us.
To the young fellows of my generation, please don’t and stop asking
yourself what Nigeria needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive as
a Nigerian. And then go and do that. Because what Nigeria needs are
people who have come alive to make her grow and restore her divine
glory and not those who finds happiness in looting her treasury. Let
us also bear in mind, that if we are going to amount to anything, our
success does not depend upon the brilliancy and the impetuosity with
which we take hold, but upon the everlasting and sanctified
buldoggedness with which we hang on after we have taken hold. There's
no easy path to glory. There is no road to fame. Life, however we may
view it, is no simple parlour game; but its prizes call for fighting,
for endurance and for grit; for a rugged disposition that will not
quit. This is where our glory lies as the younger generation. Fighting
for what is ours is the ultimate glory we can boast off. We are not
agent of destruction but agent of change.