NEVER IN MY LIFE
Never in my life, not once in my life, did I ever imagine that I would be holding a pen in my hand, wanting to pour out my heart on paper, but words fail me!
Never in my life, did I imagine, that I will be holding a pen, and instead of writing words, tears are pouring down my face, unable to see what I’d started to write! Rivers of Babylon ..,,
When a mother cries, all mothers cry. When a mother wails, all mothers wail and When a mother mourns, all mothers mourn, shouting out the name of that beloved child… why, oh why?
The events of 20-10-2020 in a city called Lekki, in Nigeria, a city that for some inexplicable reason ,has taken on a reputation of the “ city to live in” , “a city for the rich” It baffles me as it does many.
A fruit hawker, the Kabu- kabu( an unauthorized or unlicensed cab) or the Okada ( bike rider) will charge you double what he will traditionally charge in other parts of lagos and when you complain, he will tell you (unapologetically I might add) ”this na lekki na!”with a take it or leave it attitude.
“But why?”, you’d ask?
“ Madam this na lekki! You no see the toll gate? I pay money to pass am!”
Yes, I do see the toll gate , the toll gate that conjures up pictures of youths ( the young ones below forty), who I’m told, had organized what was generally acclaimed to be a peaceful demonstration( aka protest) to ask that a certain unit of the police force – SARS (Special Anti Robbery Squad) be scrapped after a young man ( aka a youth) was alleged to have been brutalised by a police officer belonging to that unit.
That snowballed into riots that saw many properties damaged across the nation. There were many reports of shots fired and the number of the wounded or dead varied from one eye witness to the other.
What I’ve not been able to come to terms with is that one shot, (even if it was one shot)was fired!
At who?? Who in the “one love” country, deserved to be shot at? Who???
My heart bleeds, my tears have run dry, as has the ink in my pen……