How long are we going to keep suffering? How long is this war going to continue? How long will we all keep living in fear? How long will things be in disarray?… Everyday I sleep asking these questions, I wake up with the same questions on my mind, and everyday new stories emerge. I get scared listening to news cause I know its going to be about the explosion here or the slaughtering there.
When I was in university of Abuja, I sleep and wake up scared everyday, when the kidnapping and bombing of schools started, I remember sleeping with a heavy heart and seriously praying and hoping I won’t wake up one day and be a victim. Whenever I have to drive late and I know I might get stuck in traffic, Fear eludes me and I find myself saying silent prayers till I get home. Many times I have tried to figure out when it will all end, many times I have found myself at block roads.
I get into discussion with people trying to understand what is going on, where we went wrong. During discussions and arguments with people, I was made to understand that Boko haram meant “Western education is forbidden”, Okay! so these people don’t like the fact other people have decided to go to school and make a name for themselves, but you see them attacking villages were more than half the people are uneducated. Then came the argument it was a
religious war, Alas! they bomb not just churches but also mosques and of late, their attacks have been on the muslim faithfuls. Finally came the argument of how it was all political, Power changed and we all thought ok! finally peace will reign, but how wrong we were, everyday we hear new stories, it has even gotten scarier, they have apparently come to the west. Now I wonder, when will it all end, when will our great nation become that peaceful and joyful nation where we can all live without fear of the unknown? You get stuck in traffic, you find yourself praying seriously you don’t get robbed. you go to church, you find yourself alert with every body movement by the next person.
It is so bad that even when things aren’t going well, we find ourselves blaming people. We spend half our time condemning efforts by people, sometimes it’s like a little praise will shorten our life span. During the last elections, people who could afford it left, all in the name of fear of the unknown, at the end everything went smooth and life went on. I remember when there was an increase in fuel, Nigerians stood up and spoke out. I was super proud, I couldn’t believe it, and even though we didn’t achieve our aim 100%, we made an effect and it felt good.
No matter what we do, and where we go to run away from these problems, we will always remain second option. Nigeria is our country. I’m not saying Nigeria has it all good, I’m just saying we should learn to see our good, we should learn to pray for our country and stop the condemnation. Maybe then things might start getting better. Look at America, even with all the problems, before a speech is made or anything is said they say “God bless America” why can’t we imbibe that in our country, why most it always be condemnation and backlash? Why can’t we also learn to say a silent prayer for Nigeria every time. Maybe then, Maybe just then, things might start changing.
GOD BLESS NIGERIA