In the Court of Posterity 2 – – IDEDE Oseyande
“First they attacked Borno- and I did not speak out,
Because I was not from Borno State.
Then they got to Adamawa, Yobe, Taraba, plundered Zamfara, and even dared Kano and Kaduna.
I still did not speak out, because I am not a Northern.
They invaded Plateau and Nasarawa, threatened Kogi and Kwara, and ravaged Benue.
My lips remained sealed, because I was not from the Middle-belt.
Then came Python dance to South-East,
Crocodile smile to South-South and South-West,
Closely followed by the trampling of constitution with Federal might!
And I am caught in the Web of bad leadership,
With no one left to speak for, or rescue me.” ~ A mimic of Martin Niemőller.
In the court of public opinion, a friend was accusing our progenitors for our condition. He questioned their pliability, docility, and cowardice.
He felt they had an alternative rather than allowing themselves become slaves to far away strangers. He compared them with Okonkwo, a character in Chinua Achebe’s classic book; Things Fall Apart.
In the book, Okonkwo committed suicide instead of being arrested by foreigners.
So my friend kept asking different questions. Why did they not attack their oppressors and risk being killed, than living in servitude? Why did they not jump-off the ship? Why did they put their whole strength into the white man’s farm? Questions, questions, and lots of questions.
I listened with rapt attention, and reminded him of one of my favourite quotes; “it is always sweet and easy to sit on the judge’s seat, and from that exalted seat, we pass judgement.”
Then I asked what is he doing differently from his progenitors, to remedy the current situation?
The same way they will shudder after reading how a large number of our population felt helpless and hapless, doing nothing to remedy the situation. They will wonder how over one hundred and eighty million people could be so calm and quiet in the midst of unprecedented injustices.
The thing is that, while we judge the past, we forget that in few years’ time, our today will be the past to the coming generations. They too will wonder why we kept quiet in the midst of bomb blasts and massive kidnapping. It will beat their imagination to comprehend how less than two percent of a population will be using over eighty percent of the country’s resources, in the name of running cost of governance. While over ninety eight percent of the population are left to grapple with less than twenty percent.
They will also want to know the mental health of those that defended the oppressive, clueless, and wicked governments. The same way they will shudder after reading how a large number of our population felt helpless and hapless, doing nothing to remedy the situation. They will wonder how over one hundred and eighty million people could be so calm and quiet in the midst of unprecedented injustices.
Posterity is just seconds away, so while you have breath, let your life count.