This ship is sinking

There is nothing as dangerous as a ship without a captain. It is more fearful when you have a captain whose authority is borrowed by hawks that pose like patriots. Rudderless they call it for experts in the English language. Where we sit today is what they call the edge. This ship is sailing fast in the wrong direction. Just a little slip, we may all be gone. Detour we must if we will still have a country. What Nigeria needs now is more than silence.

We are a religious people and so we know, that our God has always been good He’s not about to fail. If not for God, how deeply would we have sunk? Many a-times, we get reminded by the grand commander we chose to lead, that his coming was a favour we long desired. Our C-in-C has said repeatedly and so aloud, that our help is nigh and not in his hands. That prayer will do what his command has failed to do. Good enough, our access to the Author of life is not by ballot, lest we get rebuffed that our vote was wasted for those that lost. Faithful are you Lord, we confess your Lordship.

North or South, the tunes are so discordant. Just a few speak the truth like the patriots we need. Realignment of forces for the spoils of office is what we see. The things they spew are hard to swallow. The points we hear them canvass leave us utterly bemused. Sometimes, we wonder if their conscience is still with them. What kind of leaders they are we are wont to ask, who play to the gallery at the expense of the lives of those they lead.

If we do not fix politics we joke a lot. I’m sure you know that politics controls everything. These guys have an agenda different from what they preach. Their idea of unity is the one that serves their greed. No matter how we pontificate. we are simply begging the question. It will still continue to be a dance around the circle. The point we are is that of a precipice. Just a little slip and this ship will sink. We know the answer except we choose to pretend. Nothing I say here will sound anew, the same has been said in sounds that sound unpleasant.

The man or woman Nigeria needs will not depend on aides before he governs. The one we need will be a product of our collective frustration, a revolutionary thinker who knows what to do, even before accepting the urge to bid for the baton. The time is ripe it’s all in our hands, what we make of it is for you and I to bear.

The other alternative is too expensive, but this conspiratorial silence is just a licence, that can lead us to the point of no return. The future of Nigeria can be decided today, depending on the mood of the man we put in power. This country can still be great but people are tired.

Not once, not twice have I bore my mind in an open letter, Mr President. The ship of state is not afloat. This unity is fractured, it calls for surgery. The things you hear are not in sync. There’s a truth untold by those you trust. Nigerians are dying in tens and scores. You leave us confused where to place your allegiance. This ship is sinking it needs redemption. God bless my country and fellow compatriots.