We have a voice—enough is enough!

I write you this homily…

Just yesterday, I flipped through my diary and it struck my memory. I still remember—a group of primary six pupils who decided their fate with a conscious stab and uncommon resolution.

It all started with the courage of a nine years old boy. They had a teacher who was unserious, lazy and dismissive. She was dicing with their future and they knew it. This boy was the class monitor. He was not as brilliant but he wanted to learn. But then because their teacher wasn’t ready to teach them, he had to complain. First, he mentioned the problem to a few pupils in his class and they opposed him. The issue was then reported to the teacher who took immediate action. It was a day never to forget. The teacher caned the boy until he bled and sadly, the class captaincy was stripped off him.

Even so the teacher continued unabashedly in her indolence and insensitivity. She hardly explained a topic well. Infact, she concentrated more on beating than teaching. Class exercises and register were rarely marked. She didn’t supervise their notes. Corrections were not effected. And she (the teacher) received her wages.

The common entrance examination was a few months away. The little boy single-handedly decided to dare again. He was really sad and worried. Other pupils didn’t show concern. Some were afraid while the others were too playful to notice the insidious danger lurking in the path of their future. One day however, the boy bravely wrote a heartfelt letter to the headmaster of his school. When his classmates realized what he had done, they feared him and pledged solidarity. Then the headmaster confirmed that the boy had told the truth. A change was imperative!

That boy was my friend. That boy is a man now. That boy perhaps was me.  

Many Nigerians are low and depressed today; alas! Only a few can raise a hand and say, “I have a voice. Enough is enough!” The preponderance of this statistics is damning. I do not see the possibility of a greater tomorrow without a quasi-mindset from the majority, who are indeed suffering because of the greed, egoism and exploits of the clueless minority. It is pre-prandial to take action, like the primary six pupil whose determination brought about change in his class. Had he folded his arms?

In the wake of Farouk-Otedola bribery scandal, I begin to imagine if these politicians think of us as animals. They had tried to forestall the truth behind subsidy rigmarole and its shocking report. We squeezed that out. Now they have averted the prosecution of the cabal who are mercilessly impoverishing the nation.

However, I refuse to chide them further. Remember this is just a homily. It is me who is to be blamed. It is you who have sealed your loudmouth for fear that General Abacha is still alive. It is us—who have let another man call our wives prostitutes to our face. I pity us. Things are happening—strange things. This is more serious than a Jet Li’s movie. The ungodly and their power struggle?—they will ruin us more. Their infatuation with corruption and wanton gluttony are well targeted and defined in depleting our hopes of a better future…so that their children can ‘chop’ without ‘work’ and then ours will ‘work’ and not ‘chop’. #GodForbid! Our family shall not depend on palm kernel.

We have a voice—enough is enough! This is the only power we can generate from our minds. It would be a masterstroke if we go for their jugulars and set our minds against these so called ‘Political juggernauts’ that have infested on our economy. We could achieved what @ekekee.com has termed ‘Intellectual Revolution…A Synergy of great Minds!” or recite some pro-change verses from ‘the Book of Revolution’ @ Omojuwa.com.

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