WHEN.
Life in the street has thought me to be cautious of who I meet and
where I feast.
Trust has been lost, and neither friends nor foes can pay the cost.
We all live in a sphere where best friends live in fear. Time has gone and yet
we have not outgrown this fear of the unknown. The truth has been uprooted from
its root and left unsheltered in the open air, to be bathed by the scourging heat
of the sun and pierced by fierce thorns.
We believe what we are told and share the same stories to the
fold, without cultivating the interest to find out the truth.
The truth is tied in a sack and left in the dark, while lies
are brought forth to spotlight. Rumors are now the order of the day, driving
freely in the subway of our subconscious. And leaving its imprints in the minds
of those affected.
No wonder those below are neglected, because those on top have
been polluted. Those we deem to be wise have left us disappointed after they
joined the mass in the quest for the endless gain of the grain.
Each morning we wake to
a new crime and a new lie. Our mentors have left us midway into the journey;
our suitors have left us halfway into the ceremony. We are left on a cross
road. Caught in the trap of choice without a map or guild. Only then did we
realize that we have entrusted our future in the hands of bleak creatures. Men
whose conscience has been clouded with despicable thoughts.
October 1st signaled that we are 52minutes into the
game and yet no goal attempts, only shooting wild our expectations like blind
hunters. Exhausting gainful opportunities, committing leadership errors, and
constantly loosing possession of our dreams. When shall we equalize our efforts
with success? Must we wait for an extra tenure? Why can’t we utilize
effectively the 1st & 2nd tenures available to us?
Probably we are waiting for the luck shootout, where success smiles on the
fortunate and leaves the hardworking ill fated.
When shall we stand to the truth and unite our province with
the actualization of our promise? When shall we put smiles on the faces of
those whose loved ones were convicted in the misfortunes of the bomb and flood?
When shall we become so patriotic to unite heart and might in the service of
the nation so as to bring it to limelight?
Nigeria
will always remain our country, passion may strain but our affection will
remain within its boundary.
AUGUSTUS BILL
2012
