Nigeria is on life support (that’s a fancy phrase for a semi failed state), and it’s amazing how determined our politicians are to pull the plug.
I know it is well advised to speak positive things; however, the operations of faith goes beyond a positive confession.
Faith also requires corresponding action.
Unfortunately, the corresponding action we’re seeing from Nigerians is lethargy and stupor; a people so dazed and confounded by happenings in their environment that their will and wiliness to effect a change has been impaled by an inexplicable fear of death.
That Nigeria is blessed is trite. How then do you juxtapose the abundance of natural resources with the fact that our country is in the same league with Bangladesh, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Somalia (countries that are apparently going nowhere) when it comes to all human development indices.
The late Fela Anikulapo Kuti was vilified for his mannerism, but this great Nigerian had a message and to me, the message is more important than the messenger.
In SORROW,TEARS AND BLOOD (lyric below),Fela provides a clear reason why there may never be an ‘arab spring ‘ style change in Nigeria.
With all the thievery, injustice and lack of respect for human life happening in our country,When will Nigerians rise up to the fact that praying for change also requires ACTING in line with desired change?.
When are we going to awake to the fact that citizens of a nation are the ones who effect the change they desire not ANGELS: in fact the only societies where Angels were permitted to effect changes are those of Sodom and Gomorrah (and you know the story).
The PDP has been in government since 1999 with nothing to show for their existence other than that they have put the country in reverse gear; the newly formed APC is living in a bubble and may even be a worse evil than the PDP.
Shouldn’t Nigerians rise up against these old and directionless politicians and tell them to leave us alone?
While I do not advocate a break up of the country, there is a very urgent need to convene a conference to determine the future governance structure of the country.
SORROW,TEARS AND BLOOD (LYRIC) Everybody run run run Everybody scatter scatter Some people lost some bread Someone nearly die Someone just die Police dey come, army dey come Confusion everywhere Hey yeah!
Seven minutes later All don cool down, brother Police don go away Army don disappear Them leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood
[Chorus] Them regular trademark!
Them leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood Them regular trademark That is why
[Chorus] Hey yeah!
Everybody run run run…
La la la la My people self dey fear too much We fear for the thing we no see We fear for the air around us We fear to fight for freedom We fear to fight for liberty We fear to fight for justice We fear to fight for happiness We always get reason to fear
We no want die We no want wound We no want quench We no want go I get one child Mama dey for house Papa dey for house I want build house I don build house I no want quench I want enjoy I no want go Ah!
So policeman go slap your face You no go talk Army man go whip your yansh You go dey look like donkey Rhodesia dey do them own Our leaders dey yab for nothing South Africa dey do them own
Them leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood…
Ah, na so Time will dey go Time no wait for nobody Like that: choo, choo, choo, choo, ah But police go dey come, army go dey come With confusion