Things Fall Apart: Nigeria on the Edge of Division

Things fall apart! And the center can no longer hold; troubles in the North; crisis in the South. Like the discussions from the other day, ‘Heltering and skeltering’ is the new order of the day. Who will pull out the sword of justice out of its resting scabbard?

The current situation is unapologetically worse. And I’m actually not sorry to start with such an introduction. The situation is getting worse by the day and we all seek a way out. A nation as old as a century is still in search of its unity. With a hope as feint as a strand of hair, we have always believed a solution will come. Lmao… so much for being a Nigerian though, but (if I may ask) when will it come?

To start with, Nigeria is a country built on peace and progress and equally destined to be great. But she inherits a multicultural, multi ethnic, multilingual and multi religious structure from her founders. This is a direct pointer to the fact why solutions to a single problem in the country are always multifaceted. A solution in the North triggers actions, reactions, in actions and then counter actions from the South. But then again, we are suppose to live as brothers in the same house. How can the cat live with the dog peacefully?

The president, if from the North, is a fool in the South and vice versa. He definitely ‘cannot’ understand the yearnings of South. Remember how 95% will always be greater than 5%. This reminds me of the famous ‘All animals are equal’ quote from George Orwell’s Animal Farm. The question to be answered thus is: what makes up such numbers if you know what I mean? Human or Cows?

Secession is the new story in town. Our brother from the South wants to live the yard as usual. A goat has called us all animals because we locked his yams away from him. He has been offered the spare keys to the barn but he insists he wants full control of the farm house. But does he have the technical knowhow to manage the big farm?

The yellow sun was once half full before it became half empty. The struggle for secession was actually on course before their filthiness crumbled the dream. Now we have them playing dirty. They wrestled one of their own in far away Germany. And now they are of two divisions. Lol… talk of Judas and his carrot. Who are we to listen to now? IPOB or Ndigbo?

Now someone talked about revolution… hehehe… Revolution now? You mean the kind of one that brought Kaduna Nzeogwu to the limelight? Lol… enough of the lies jor. A revolution without a common interest is dead on arrival. How do you convince the Igbo man that that Fulani man from Kano is fighting a similar course as his? How do you make him believe that the story wont change after the war is won? How do you tell an Ijebu man from Ogun state that that money he sits on belongs to everybody and nobody? How do you tell a Tiv man that the cutlass a Jukun man is wielding in Taraba wont land on him or his brother?

You sure need a masterpiece to inform an Igala man that that Okun man on his land is just there simply because of the protest. Will an Hausa man from Sokoto allow the Igbo man chase his brother out of power all in the name of protest? Talk of an Ijaw man paddling fellow Fulani armies across the river into Izon without drowning them?

To many questions to be answered and it all centers around a simply factor: how united are we in the real sense? The truth, we already know, but hard for us to swallow because of the side attractions we all get from nursing the kids in Abuja. The green cake is sweet and the truth is bitter, I know. But it has taking away our sense of togetherness. The earlier we ignore the cake to swallow the truth the better for us.

Now ask yourself again: Are we one?