A New Nigeria…….

A note from a friend……are we willing to make the change for the benefit of our children????

My dear friends, peers and colleagues in the “Project Nigeria”, Happy Golden Jubilee in advance. Please permit me the honour of writing you to share a piece of my mind. I hope you hear me out.

I am sure like me, you have heard your earful of the “Good old days” of Nigeria;of the so-called “glorious days”, when food was cheap and available, the streets cleaner, education of better quality and standard, and companies practically begged graduates to work with them, …

I am sure you have heard these tales, too many times, and you even wondered atimes, if these tales were true or just the imagination of our elders. I guess like me, that the only thing that gave credence to these tales, were probably because you heard them from your parents and other people you hold in high esteem.

Recently,I listened to a similar tale of how: Chickens were served in the cafeterias of our Universities, and how strikes either by ASUU, NASU etc. were never imagined, how students got grants for further studies easily. At some point, I just closed my ears, not out of disrespect, but the truth is I have heard these so much, that I am tired of hearing them. Not because I don’t want to day dream of the “Near- Perfect” Nigeria of yester years where everything worked, but because I am angry that I don’t have these in my days.

I am angered further by the fact those who tell these tales are our parents, who enjoyed and benefited from those “good old days”, but now leave so little for us to enjoy. They met a “Nigeria Ship” filled with so much luxury, but are bequeathing an almost sinking ship to us.

Maybe like me, you are angry too. Angered by the realization that our generation may not have so much fantastic tales to tell our children. No tales of free education, spiced with great meals, No “uninterrupted” academic years, or certainty of admission into the university or immediate employment.

Perhaps you are further angered knowing that we can only tell our children and those yet unborn, of how our systems hardly worked, of how “billions” were stolen without remorse, how elections were rigged with great impunity or how leaders abused their offices, how we had to spend “extra- years” in the university for no fault of ours, or how we sat in the wilderness, while waiting for the”almighty JAMB” or for an “offer letter”, just to have a job, no matter how demeaning.

Yes, I am angry just like you, but that’s not why I am writing you my dear friends.I am not writing to point accusing fingers at any group of persons. Rather, I am writing because I believe our “glorious days”, shouldn’t be in our past, bu tin our future. We should be able to tell our kids, how lucky they are to have a beautiful country where everything works, because in our time nothing worked.We should be able to tell them how we rescued the wayward ship called Nigeria,and got it back on the right track.

Sothis letter, isn’t about our Parents, or our present leaders. It is about “Us”,the youths, “my generation”, what are we ready to offer to re-write ou rhistory. Or are we going to continue to sit on the fence, folding our hands,and complaining of the so many things that have gone wrong.

My friends, we must rise above the tribal and religious sentiments that have held back our country for so long. The fear that have held us captive, and the mediocrity that have almost wrecked the “ship” called Nigeria. We can do more and we MUST DO MORE! Our children would not accept any excuses, lest they end disillusioned and angry like we are now.

Thefirst step is CHANGE! I am not talking about changing the nation yet, but changing ourselves. We must vow to do things right: “Take our studies right andexcel credibly, stand up for truth, fairness and justice; no more “yahoo yahoo”; make no compromises in standards, and give our best in whatever we do,especially for the growth of our nation.

Iguess some of us are already screaming, “Why must the change start from us”? After all, we are not the ones that damaged the country. That’s true, but I am thinking of the future. You can’t make a great leader, when you are elected,unless you have built a value system (of great leaders) over the years. In summary, “you cannot give, what you don’t have”. The change this nation needs is “You” and “Us” collectively. Imagine if we were all patriotic, tolerant of each other, hard working and worked for the growth of our nation. We would no longer be “Paper giants”. But the true giants of Africa.

However,before we get to leadership positions, we must in the meantime show more interest in who become our leaders, and how do they. You know I laugh, when I hear many of us say: They are not interested in politics. The Obama Presidential story may not have been possible, if so many youths had not overcome their apathy for politics, and came out to register and vote. We have so much power, we must use it. Lets come out to vote in 2011, and also stay back to ensure our votes count. No thug can take on us all! Good enough many of us who would be “corpers” then, would be fully engaged in administering the elections, I hope we live above aboard and ensure that the votes count, or would we be like our elders we complain of?

I may sound like a broken record, but the truth is like you, I want a great future for my unborn kids. I wouldn’t want to explain to them  why most things aren’t working. I believe our generation must not fail. We must halt the downward slide of our nation, and stabilize the sinking ship. We must eschew those things that separate us and come together for a new and more glorious Nigeria.

So as we begin our 50th Anniversary Celebration, let’s not get carriedaway by the 10 billion naira festivities,but take out time to reflect on what we can do for our nation. Let’s ask ourselves truthfully, if given the opportunity would we be better than the current crop of leaders and parents, or are we going to enrich ourselves even more than them?

I believe we can do better even with all the negativity, so lets begin to write a  new chapter of our nation’s history, that has the glory in the present, and even more glory in the future OR would you abandon the sinking ship, all because it doesn’t concern you.

Thank you friends for taking out time to read. I hope we meet on the journey to the better days of our nation.

God bless Nigeria!!!

your friend in the “New Nigeria”

ONYIDO, CHIBUZOR P.

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…..Ready

A candle light glow

So tender….so fragile

Yet its warmth far reaching……

Subtle? yes……yet a path….a vision it shows

Hearts rekindled by this tender glow

In gyrating cycles they spin

Anticipating? Oh surely!

Conjugation…..a blessed union….the ultimate goal

Oh surely….a deeply illuminating encounter

Yes….! just as was dreamt

The vision of….in history books U shall find

The climax…..unthinkable….unimaginable…..indescribable

Buried faculties resurrected

Instincts itching with exigent intensity

Tearing the vastness of our flesh

The drought over

Springing to life for surely your bosom fluids we shall savor

Your succor…the only food we desire

Silently anticipating…..patiently waiting…….

Sighted….yes….

The last hurdle on its way to oblivion

All lines memorised……all steps rehearsed……

So evident in our eyes…..

Our hearts caressing each other

The gods quivering

The intensity continually mounting

Surely……..we are ready!!

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The Seaman’s Diary ~ August

August…….
Preceding the turbulent July
Poseidon’s attack rebuffed
A fallen comrade……our greatest loss!
Broken masts…..a cracked hub….
Our destination clearer still….
The skies unfolding….the clouds dissipating
Our spirits harder than the greatest treasures beneath the earth’s surface

August……
The wager looking promising
Our part done…..greater powers we beckoned
Our passage through the straits
Our eyes set on the shores
Land! Yes! Land we seek!

August…..
Encounters springing every where like lizards
Fresh and beautiful islands to rampage
Foreign fruits….our appetites aroused
Great nights…..bonfires…..celebrations
Echoes from the past constantly ringing in our ears
The days too short….still too few!
Greed….our only shame…

August….
Eyes like those of a hawk
Ears mocking the attentiveness of the rabbit
To work we set
Secret whisperings on the floors
Secret movements and wagers
The anticipated aftermath
A shocking revelation!

August…
Our fortunes transformed
Higher powers….our toils they bless
Plans modified……new targets…new goals
Similar structure still
The final cycle……Our dreams within grasp!

August..
Eight chimes you’ve recorded…
Preceding the ninth cycle……the future!
A trinity of prophecies you actualize
The curse of the gods broken
Promises kept….
The true ones finally emerging….ever faithful…ever loyal

August…………..
the gateway to the the land of the 3 horned star!!
The destination…..the dream…..the future…..the shores!!!!!!!!!

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Departing Eulogy…….. ~Okeke Obiora Chukwuanugo (Oct 12, 1985 – July 28, 2010) ~ RIP Bruv!

If only you could see us now

Your folks, your loving mum…..your great father

Akanna……the man of the moment….the solid rock

Strong, courageous…..a complete brother

Your uncles, your aunts and wonderful cousins…..nieces….your family!

Your Ijaniki peeps…

Nkiru, Olas, Unoo…..McFoy, Iyke…….hmmmmmmm

Your Addax colleagues

Your BLW brothers and sisters

The entire Ezeopi community

Just to show you how much light you brought to this world

How much you accomplished

Each one of them…..your fire warmed….bringing happiness into their lives

Sincerely, your demise……..our loss till eternity calls

Ain’t crying anymore man……not even angry

Just sad….and lonely

Keep looking at the storms around me now

Only you could comprehend…..

A true friend…..mastering the tinkering in my head

My greatest bruv…..my biggest biggie!

Yet a life to celebrate….

That’s the legacy you leave behind

Your footsteps the light I need

My dawg! Mr bro!

Oh! how but for one minute more I could see you

How I wish for the eight cycle you endured

Plenty to talk about

A zillion more to tell you

The encounters….recent ones

The coded inscriptions…….their meanings

My fights….the regular temptations

The struggle, the hussle

Our dreams to succeed

The perfect team we sure were

I had it all planned…..yet…

Sail on Captain….

Your mastless ship…cutting the sheaths of the ocean at soaring speeds

The wind…..powerless to its course

Sail on Captain

A glorious ritual……befitting kings…..

Bonfires with eternal flames

Mystic creatures……a homage unto you to pay

Sail on Captain

In memorial…..your legacy we shall forever live

For surely we all shall sail again……eternally into the sunset

But not Yet!

Adieu Obiora Chukwuanugo Okeke!

Adieu my friend….my brother!!

May God’s Angels lead you to His Bosom

Where you shall rest till we meet again……..

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The Seaman’s Diary ~ The Crew Men Chant II: Embracing the abyss!

Cloudy skies…..strong black hues
Continually raging storms
The sun, a distant memory in our hearts
The curse of the gods?
The rant still raging fresh in our ears

Loudness of the sea
A deep fear it instills
Raging winds…..stormy waters
Our alarms and calls for help swallowed by their bellowing sounds
Our compass spinning round in an endless rotary journey
Our masts creaking at the sound of the gods…
Another shipwreck…? Probably a mile away!

Weary eyes beckoning the Captain
What fate has thou carved for us????
Your romance with the gods chosen
Your rant thereafter
A culminating effect on our destiny……
Our spirits broken
Our dreams washed like the fickle paint on the hub of the ship

Ours was a dream akin to fairy tales
Ours was a life on the other side of the West
Ours was a journey to greater things…..
All hope apparently lost……..
All desire to succeed completely annihilated

Yet, Honor….our last word to chant
To the wreck of our great ship we march
To the bottom of the ocean we henceforth pledge
Boldly by your side…….
All fears cast away, all tears subdued…..
A cursed destiny we embrace…….
We! the crew men of the ‘Mesolina’
Our blood we pledge!
May the gods prepare…..for in flesh they win……
In spirit…. we shall fight till the limits of eternity are broken!!

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The Seaman’s Diary ~ Anxious at Sea

Rolling dark clouds
Short rays from the sun as they both fight
The destination in our hearts…….
Our minds unrested and troubled
Anxiety…

The waiver lodged in
Results yet pending
Our hearts anticipating
Our dreams so close yet so far
The difference a very thin line
Anxiety…

The labor rendered
Crew men sweating with satisfaction
Yet eyes hung upright to the zero degree
The final decision paramount
Bets to pay, wine to buy…..
The lack of, a dreaded end
Anxiety…

The ends of the earth ransacked
The farthest boundaries about to be breached
The limits stretched beyond imagination
The jewel yet to be found
The pursuit of…….our only drive
Promising a harmony of our minds, body and soul….
Anxiety…

Different flavors tasted
Many samples discarded
Gloomy eyes pleading to the Captain
An end to this search……a gleeful experience….we hope!
His desire insatiable…..still
Eyes downcast…..hope our only hope…..
Anxiety…

Stormy waters overtaking the calmness
Our hearts leaping in fright
An endless journey this seems
Our hope weakening as the waves get stronger
Images from the past…..our midnight scares
Culmination….a very much needed event
Anxiety…

The cycle almost complete now
Experiments, questions, games,
Not perfect….certainly
Yet similar answers and results
The final end still unknown…..
Anxiety…

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The Seaman’s Diary ~ The Sea Angel

Elegant, yet a little scruffy
Natural, artistic & emotional
With love for the Orient
A free spirit she yearns to be

Angelic lips that respond with a swell…
Penetrating eyes melting the heart of our captain
A mind tinkering just like he’s
An enchanting creature…..captivating, enslaving…
The promise of bliss…..the addictive element

A soft and loving heart
Yet very stubborn……
Attributes entwining their hearts beyond the limits
Forever bonding….a reason to fight for?
Stirring deep emotions
Spurring him to greater heights
Musing him against the weariness of the sea
Breaking his walls, limits and rules

Surely her best she gives
Perfected in her game…..her angelic role
Striving not to exceed the limits of the gods….the higher powers gazing from above
Their effects not unnoticed by the captain……
For even though enchanted……a vivid vision, he’s greatest gift

A forbidden romance……
Yet pure emotions…..sincere yearnings…..
Readiness to sacrifice……a mutual desire
Ready shoulders…..firm arms…….a safe alcove
Two hearts aflame…..

Surely the memory of this sparkling encounter should last through the ages
So vivid the images…….the destined loss of, their greatest fear
Surely, the chaos and noise are on their way…….
An apparition gifted the captain
An event she relives every moment……
The eventual farewell
A dreaded finale…….

Standing on the bow……
Images from the past sifting through his mind
The initial chaos…..the noise…..the apparent loss
The struggle….the inner battle
Against the sweet spell from her angelic essence
The ever resilient presence of her face….
Beautiful, captivating and enchanting…..
Sweet melodies from her heart boosting the rhythms in his head
Constantly evoking the fire within his heart
Forbidden…yes…..yet desired
A heart deigned with all he could ever want….

They say the gods are wise……
I say they can be callous
The rules, the limits…..ever robbing the two of that chance
A perfect encounter…it would’ve been….

Yet so all may not be lost…..
Her name he keeps whispering……
Engraved beside this great ship….
A story to tell the people of the West………..
A lasting remembrance…..a statue in memorial…..
Of the enchanting Sea Angel…….

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