By: Olusesan Ogunyooye (@sesansoulmate)
I struggle each day to agree that this
nation is a not failed state. I hate to think our democracy is “A Clueless Government; run by Boko Haram,
for the poor people”. I sorrow at the thought that Nigeria; the ‘giant’ of
Africa, now appears big for nothing in global perspective. I cannot but agree that
life in this country is now brutish, nasty and short; and the only hope is Ola
Rotimi’s “Hope of the Living Dead”?
Yoruba says; “if your mother’s concubine is powerful than your father, you must call
him daddy”. This is the ugly reality in Nigeria today. If Boko Haram is
bigger, powerful and more ambitious than our government; then, shall we now not
beg for our lives?
Today, Nigerians are like the
proverbial monkey who strives not to be shamed; and once we are disgraced; we should
strive not to die. If we strive not to be shamed as a people, and Boko Haram
has made us dance naked in the market: shall we now beg not to die?
For me, all hopes that this government
will save us are lost, all their options are exhausted and the government is
ran, de facto, from the jungles of the
northern states. If you think I’m cynical, have you heard the president speak
lately? Did you hear him resolve to Psalm 91 as the panacea out of this
national harvest of death? I am not against prayers, but I know even King David,
the Psalmist, did not write Psalm 91 as a miraculous wand of protection.
