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Saturday, June 25, 2016

NIGERIA; A NATION OF OIL WEALTH(an article by Sunsampaul Egwu)

      Nigeria! The nation of oil wealth! As I write with my cold-warm
hand sting to my pen, I dare to say Nigeria can be the top airspot in
west Africa! Nigeria, a nation of great enthusiasm. After the
slavery,bombing, killing, GDP debase, fuel subsidy, fuel scarcity,
long term ASUU strike, average term Doctor’s strike, Kidnapping,
Abduction of our boys and girls, bad roads, bad school's building and
hospital's building. This nation still stands firm.

      Nigeria, the most populated in west Africa! Richest in
petroleum, talent and God’s gift. A nation where champagne flows in
high life, where rats get fatter than human beings and animals become
more populated. A nation where the weather is always friendly, where
the moon song is been
sang at dawn, where tales are narrated by moonlight and even cats and
birds ask questions from the tales.

     Nigeria, a nation where stars are bred, where one experiences
hell and heaven before getting to anyone; though death is her greatest
enemy, yet they die at young and old age. A nation of love and peace.
Regardless of her captivity, she was emancipated, regardless of the
number of bombing and bloodshed, the numbers multiply day by -day. Her
birth rate dominates her death rate most times. A nation that is
nicknamed Israel. God bless this nation of oil wealth!

   We Nigerians should cry, sob, panic or blame our leader that much.
Let's us join hands with them in prayer and pray for the betterment of
this nation. Remember Rome wasn't built in a day. So we need to pray
and support our leaders. They are leaders for a purpose through vote
not by magic. We voted them, so let's give them the support instead of
the complaints. I've come to realize that patience matters most in
this our situation. The Muslims as you fast also remember Nigeria in
prayer as well.

   This is my little observations and proffered solutions that can
make this nation grow no matter the afflictions that inflict her.
Remember many are the afflictions of the righteous but the lord
deliver them all. Let's trust in God and Nigeria will be a better
nation we all yearn for.

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
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25:06:16
08:47am

PAINFUL FIRE(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

This painful fire is so hot
It added a different mark on my skin
This fire is the situation I pass through
Its pain is excruciating

Time has stretched enough for me
To throw these overbearing burdens into an open sea
The compelling ache in my hungry soul
Tells me to take the wandering ways of the seeker to the hole
To swim an endless ocean deeper than the Pacific

Who will say it is the resolution of weakness?
Who will say it is not the decision of bravery?
Let me once and forever clear my deluded head
With songs that made Cleopatra yearn for immortality

This country now sags and its pant shown to chameleons
The surer re-union with her love that drove the brown beauty
To burn reason and take to the lighter flight of the heavenly birds

Blown to the breeze of Iroquois
This country, like a Seeker , who in her quest
Crossed the dilapidated angry sea
For the kingdom of slavery
Though wiser love, showering with a thousand gifts of jewels
A treasure most precious
Used in a prolific and pragmatic way

For she desires no tyre used as necklaces
The command of love knows no queen
She defeats the mightiest of kings
Whom in her little self refused
To bow to her sadist, but genuflected
Before an all building light of the sun

She has been treated like a sheep without a shepherd
They bombed her, abused her with whips
This country has been deflowered
She has missed her period
That made it added a painful fire to my soul
And place many souls in a hole

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08:28am

TELL THEM(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Tell them our nation's stronghold
Is no longer fit and strong
To hold her prestigious prestige
For her intensive integrity has fallen
And her pride is been used for a ride

Tell them our leaders are not leading
But they're only ruling as weak rulers
Who only care for their bellies
And not what we desire as lilies
Even our graduates sob
Because they've no job
And our universities are now vast cities of cultisms

Tell them our security sags and it pant is blinks
At night we now sleep and wink
Night is now the job of home breakers
Who break and take what is given to us by our maker

Tell them our educational back ground is downtrodden
Because its back has been placed on the ground
Our students now sit with rodents
Their seats are now meats for termites to feast

Tell them the physiognomy of our parents are chitinous
They've nothing to offer but sorrowful tears and bitter bloods
They've been deprived their pensions
And placed under tensions
As their joy are in detentions

Tell them we are tired of the boom boom sounds that raped our minds
And separated us when we abound
For our destinies have been traumatically truncated
And our smiles now pass through excruciating pains in a million miles

Tell them that we need silence
Doesn't mean we should be silenced
For we've been eliminated for our right
Our justice now hide itself in just-hiss
Our peace is torned into pieces
And the truth we need has lost its root indeed

Tell them that we need
Our surroundings to be serene
Doesn't mean we need the sound of a siren
For our hearts bleed each time couples are been carried away as corpses
Let God listen to my cry and try to give a pry before my people dry

Tell them our neighbours are now mosquitoes
Who dine and wine on our bloods that are fine
We pay for electric light but we are using sunlight
Power failure is now a powerful failure
Our economy has become a comic to mimic and remix
So let them give us what we need not what they hid

Tell them the change we seek is not the change we've seen
Let them return to us our transformed transformation
So our lives can be transformed
Instead of been negatively changed by those executhieves in politricks
Who called themselves change changers
Not knowing they're just change chain-ass

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16:06:16
11:11pm

THE UNLUCKY DAY(a flash fiction by Sunsampaul Egwu)

     Chidi, a skillful hunter love going to different bushes to hunt,
he has been doing it for decades and has caught a lot of  animals for
his business and family. He will sell many to the butchers in the
abattoir in his village called Nkano in Enugu State. This continues,
and he always feel happy because he uses the income to care for his
family and pay his children school fees.

      One day he was unlucky, he didn't see any animal to hunt, so he
went to a different village called Umasili in the same Enugu State. In
that village there's a place in the bush called animal kingdom, due to
the wide number of wild animals that were said to be the inhabitants.
He reached the animal kingdom late in the evening and was tired, so he
fell asleep almost imperceptibly.

      At early crack of the dawn, Chidi's sleep was disturbed by some
human-like voices. It was a hubbub caused by some animals who seemed
to be in a serious misunderstanding. Chidi realized soon that the
animals were hungry.

      "A hungry man is an angry man," he said to himself. "These
animals would surely be angry since they seems to be hungry. As they
yawned severally and the lions roared in anger and tiredness." I had
better not interfere into their matters," several things he said to
himself silently for the fear of not letting the angry animals to know
a living creature is around.

      Chidi hid himself amidst the bushes for a while, suddenly a
thought came to him to shoot the animals so they'll become afraid and
run. He was scared of shooting them for the fear that they will come
after him. Chidi happens to be a skillful hunter but at this time he
was afraid because the animals were many in number including wicked
ones.

    He raised his gun and aimed at the crowd of angry animals , he was
certain that his bullets must kill two to three out of the crowd of
animals. He angrily shoot and the bullet hit one of the animals.
Immediately the animals didn't run away but went after Chidi. Out of
fear Chidi began to run, and shout for help; the animals chased him
and he ran so fast till he fell down from a hill and hit his head on a
rock. The animals thought he was dead as blood was seen gushing out
from his head. For the fear of not going down the dangerous hill that
led to a big river, they all went back. Chidi fell from the hill to
the river, he was drowned and unconscious. He later found himself on
the hospital bed in that same village. He was told by the nurse that
he was rescued by a good Samaritan hunter called Uzor who found him
lying almost dead with blood all over his head and face after he
immediately fell from the hill.

      Two days later Chidi became fine and healthy, he thanked Uzor
who saved his life and appreciated the effort of the nurse. Uzor had
already paid his hospital bill which made him delightful. He journeyed
back to his village to meet his family who had been searching for him
everywhere. On seeing him, his last born Emeka ran and jump on him.
"Daddy,daddy, I've missed you" he shouted joyfully. Chidi entered his
parlour with his family and neighbours who saw him coming, then he
narrated his ugly encounter with the crowd of animals that took place
that unlucky day. He advised his family and neighbours to be contented
with what they've in their village and to avoid battling with wild
animals. He even told them how nice the nurse was to him and how Uzor
saved his life. He added "you all need to be nice not only to your
families or neighbours, but to strangers as well. You never can tell
whom God want you to save, or whom God want to use, to be your
saviour." After all his words, the weather became dull as it was going
to rain, then all the neighbours went home happily for seeing Chidi
alive and for the words of wisdom he filled them with.

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15:06:16
09:47am

DEYEMI'S DREAM(a flash fiction by Sunsampaul Egwu)

     Eluwor, is a small village in Kwara State, a village where hustlers
and hardworking people reside yet they're barely rich. They've poor
roads and hospitals as many of their children always die due to
untreated sicknesses like malaria, typhoid and cholera.

       Deyemi is a lad, dark in complexion, tall and handsome, he has
charming eye balls, awesome accent, and a captivating smile. Amidst
the poverty in his village he always assured his mates he'll strive to
become a legend in his village. He always say this words to even his
parents. In his father's hut he made an inscription on a slate that he
nailed to the wall like a mirror to look at every morning. it read
'Deyemi's dream is to be the stronghold of his village, to be a legend
with great reputation, to be a medical doctor, and to be the best
among the rest.'

    Deyemi is the only begotten son of Baba, as the old and feeble man
is mostly called. Deyemi lost his mum during one of her encounters
with appendix which herbs didn't cure. Baba, Deyemi's father begot
Deyemi at old age though Baba is feeble, but he still never seize to
fill his son Deyemi with words of wisdom.

     Times past, one fateful night; there was a rumbling on the roof
of the huts in many villages around them including theirs, the cloud
changed and many roofs began to leave their positions. It was going to
rain heavily and this rain is going to take a long time to water the
earth. Eluwor village is known for her bad soil that barely get dry
when rain falls. After it rained heavily that day, Eluwor was filled
with flood. Many huts were carried away by the flood, Deyemi was busy
bailing water out of their hut which made him came to a conclusion
that he mustn't sit and wish his dream come true. "I must get up, go
to Lagos and seek for help with my little knowledge, I'll convince my
Uncle in Lagos to enrol me even in public school" he said to himself.

     Two days later, he journeyed to Lagos after receiving his
father's blessings and the only penny left with his father. Baba told
him, to go in peace that he'll be alright. On getting to Lagos, it was
a new world for Deyemi as the whole place was very busy with crowd of
different people. Locating his Uncle; Uncle Ajani, was a tug of war
for him. He eventually found the address on the paper given to him by
uncle Ajani, the last time he visited. He used the address on the
paper and later located the place.

    Uncle Ajani was very happy, he enrolled Deyemi the following week
as promised in a public school. Deyemi being 19 years old was enrolled
in Ikorodu Government College. He was placed in SS1 class, Science
department. Deyemi was hardworking, industrious, brilliant, obedient
and truthful. These virtues guided him in the right part. And made
many teachers loved him and he was coming out with good grades till
SS3. When the School had scholarship for her 3 best SS3 students to
study in Harvard University overseas. Deyemi was fortunate to qualify
in the Scholarship exam and was chosen among others.

      It was a long period of study for Deyemi, who after five years,
graduated as a Medical Doctor in Harvard. He got a good job as the
leading doctor in LUTH; Lagos State University Teaching Hospital,
after receiving several best doctor awards from hospital overseas. He
travelled down to his village to fulfill his dream as he desired.
Before now he always send money to his father to enable him keep body
and soul together, right from his secondary school days. Baba sighted
a jeep entering the road that led to his hut. Deyemi came out
majestically and ran to embrace Baba who wept joyfully  " Omo mi ti
dey ooo" Baba stammered in happiness. A crowd of villagers clustered
their hut to see the transformed  Doctor Deyemi.

     Two days later, Work Began in Eluwor village, before now, Deyemi
had already made arrangement for the construction of bole holes, good
roads; building of good hospitals, school, and homes for the aged. All
these was hastened by the Foreign Civil Engineers who were sent by
their government to assist Deyemi because of the love he showed to
them and his hard work that wob him several awards as the leading and
dedicated Doctor in their country.

     Few months later all the works were completed and the whole
villages rejoiced with Deyemi, they sang songs of appreciation to him
that indeed he's a God sent to their village. Baba smiled and said to
himself " Indeed I've just one child, but he's more than many children
for indeed he's Adeyemi which means the crown fits me" Indeed the
crown fit Deyemi for he was celebrated as a king in the Eluwor village
and the Oba and Oloyes of Eluwor village gave him a great title which
was respected by even the Oba and everyone in Eluwor and the
neighbouring villages.

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06:06pm