WEST SIDE OF AFRICA
As I looked at the west side of Africa. Africa, one of the most decorated caste amongst the compound of the earth made up of very pleasant sites for any sitting.
There I saw a very large family with beautiful daughters whose beauty was as that of angles of on high dwelling in the housing of the earth and strong looking handsome sons.
The family was exceedingly given the pleasures and satisfaction of life (this I thought to my captivated mind).
Just then, I saw a man called Ghana who was said to have had an unpleasant dealing in time past with this family I now find astonishing.
He had just left an assembly of his 'age grade' in that gathering of black tribes were men referred to in the compound of the earth as Cameroun, Benin, Niger Republic, Equatorial Guinea and Chad.
Then I inquired from him of this peculiar people and so he told me the age long story; that they are the children of a man called Nigeria who is married to 37 wives whom in-turn gave him 775 children with over 186 million descendants, and as a result had them speak different languages;this diversity made them create grooves of worship and deities to which they offered libation.
But somehow they forget their roots and fanned the impression that they were birthed from different fathers, but funny enough they professed one father land bounds and the languages spoken by the 37 wives as mother tongues.
Not until Christian and Muslim missionaries (the outer forces) came and made them seem to be united though in pairs they worshipped their gods and practiced black magic; And now,this new found faith seems to have even separated them the more.
Aside the facial beauty you see they are very rich but their sons continually steal and squanders their resources to some distant families and this happens because Nigeria failed to incorporate the spirit of patriotism and selflessness in them, hence they became driven by selfishness.
While other families nurtured their homes, Nigeria was busy getting married to more women, "Many men like yourself (Mr. Ghana was now referring to me) had gone into Nigeria’s home to make them understand how formidable they’d become when amidst their diversity they're united but it is either these good men were lured to their age long status quo or were being killed".
Despite these good men becoming part of Nigeria’s home yet they were still killed, Nigeria kills his own, that’s how bad the situation is, just too bad...
(he said as his face shown in pity) but just then I said to Ghana
"I still believe in Nigeria’s home getting it right. I will go into his home".
Looking deep into my eyes and realizing the determination in me he blessed me and said "peace be with you my son, you shall succeed', then he went his way.
Now, in the compound of the earth and in the readings of the sands of time it was 2019 miles into distance and many families as that of Nigeria had moved far, even though some were older than Nigeria and their maturity were in no way be compared to Nigeria and these made the daughters and infants of Nigeria long to be as them in maturity not withstanding the age difference of these families and theirs.
Nevertheless, the desire of these vulnerable Nigerian descendants could be achieved as age doesn’t really matter but it was however held to ransom by the corrupted leadership exercised by her sons who engage in the 'divide and rule", born to rule syndrome.
This undeserving style of leadership is what has left Nigeria in what can be said to be a slow or stunted growth.
Nevertheless letting the rays of oxygen in it's life giving nature into Nigeria's home would make her mature.
I believe we can give her this oxygen.
Written by: Amb Nworisa Michael
First published via facebook;
4/SEP;/2019
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