AS WE MOURN WITH KOGI PEOPLE, WHERE IS THE HOPE?
Tragedy struck again on last Wednesday 23rd Sept, 2020, when a tanker loaded with PMS, exuded an arsonist inferno at the Felele town of Kogi State. The Punch Newspaper reported that.
Most of the victims of the tanker explosion, were school children and students of the state-owned polytechnic located a short distance away from the scene.
The victims included five students of the Kogi State Polytechnic and three nursery pupils, who were on their way to school. Also, pupils from the Baptist Academy, whose number had yet to be ascertained, were among those killed, as well as a businessman, identified simply as Samson, alongside his wife and three children’.
This gory incident happened just as the Kogi State had ordered all schools to reopen, giving many people the grim hope that the era of COVID19 was being disbanded and life would return to normalcy.
Meanwhile, Mr Prez and other high profile, well meaning Nigerians have sent their condolence messages. However, the question begging for an answer is that, Nigeria, which will be celebrating her 60th anniversary in the next one week, should her citizens keep suffering avoidable loss of precious lives?
Why will a tanker, which is prone to brake failing and gullible to accident, be plying a busy road in the day time? In saner climes, porous commodities like petrol, are transported through pipeline. Why can’t we do it after 60 years? Fine, agreed that we don’t have the technological capacity or the political will power to root in pipelines, do we also lack the will power to regulate a and enforce the movement of heavy duty vehicles?
If ever there is the land for the ancestors, then those who agitated for our independence and have gone to rest in that utopian land of the ancestors, must be disappointed with those at the helm of affairs in Nigeria. Accidents are for sure, bound to occur, but for the avoidable accidents like this, someone must take the blame. …. and apologize for adding up to the suffering of the downtrodden masses.
It is said that life is not a bed of roses, but in Nigeria, life is never a bed in the first place, maybe a mat or a rag. Yet, our so-called leaders will not allow us to eke out our peasant living in safety. Who have we offended? Why won’t the person whom we need offended come clean and tell us our offense? Where do we go from here? Where then is the hope?
When people are looking for political offices, they stoop so low to come to us and even tell us our problems but immediately after we vote them into power, they seem to have forgotten the Language of the ordinary people. Maybe we should blame ourselves for not being meticulous when choosing our leaders. Maybe we should blame ourselves for selling our collective bargain for a wad of mint dollars. Maybe we should blame ourselves for allowing the same circle of leaders lead us for over three decades. I leave us to our individual conscience. Farewell to the victim of the dastardly inferno, farewell to the children victims of the incident.
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