Thursday, 31 March 2011

Of Loot-rich Undertakers and Poverty-stricken Gravediggers (2)

Excerpt from the full article by James Lisandro Jnr.

Jingles of incumbent public officers flood many state TVs and every time you watch or hear local news, you only watch a campaign in disguise. But that happens everywhere so, we will only be surprised if it does not happen here where many politicians are fond of counting their eggs before they are hatched. Ours is the country where prime government officials elected by the people seek to be favoured by the votes they do not deserve. Yes, a lot of those aspiring to lead again were working for themselves while in office. They were earnestly serving the people’s resources and not the people themselves. It is unfortunate that the bitter truth is hardly assimilated by those for whom it is meant and exceedingly more unfortunate that several Nigerian politicians are only the democratically restricted versions of the continental Ghadafis, Mubaraks and Mugabes that Africa harbours. I came to that conclusion when I asked myself, “Why would men take innocent lives or perform diabolical rituals because of a 4 to 8 years position?” Certainly, someone somewhere knows something many of us don’t know.

Those who want to lead at all cost despite their ineffectiveness and inabilities to deliver progress are nothing less than imposers. It is not in a country like ours where urgent reformation is essential that incompetent hands should be employed. Many have said they do not lead us because they only rule us. I suspect this to be true. Leadership requires provision and implementation of problem-solving ideas and the will to good. The leaders must see themselves as public servants rather than national resource gold medallists. The act of ruling, on the other hand, requires the people to work and crawl under the ruler’s sovereign control. His responsibilities are to maintain order and allocate available resources. Also, he has the unopposed right to enjoy the fruits of everyone’s labour. He is not held accountable by anyone since no man has the power to question him. He runs a one-man show and retains the power to undo justice. The progress of the people depends on his ability to decipher economic principles and listen to his advisers. And the people will be further doomed if his advisers have no creative and realistic ideas to offer. Unfortunately, an observant mind has afforded me the truth; in this case, our diehard African leaders lack good will and service and that is why our economies struggle. So, I agree, they rule!

Yet, in the not-so-much time I have spent as a young Nigerian, I have learnt that the people’s view is not heard on TV but on the streets. Perhaps, there’s no better self-deceiver than the man who does nothing and goes ahead to fill the media houses with audio-visuals of empty heroism. Pity him, for he is a victim of bogus patriotism. The very mouths that utter high praises into the strained ears of corrupt politicians on the street bear the same lips that sing mocking choruses of their tyranny and hurl ballistic curses at them from behind closed doors. Perhaps, what they never think about is what forms the most impossible mental drills that those concerned about our national future struggle to unravel. While we invest our time, thinking and bothering our heads about how to ensure the continuous implementation of the realistic solutions proposed and initiated by our leaders, we are deprived of importance and relevance, as these promising developments languish in prolonged seasons of abandonment and are sometimes swallowed by eventual demise.

As an individual, I believe Nigerian citizens are not absolutely innocent either. The underdevelopment evidenced in many African countries is not basically a result of human capital. Rather, it is a direct consequence of persistent systemic corruption, leadership flippancy, and of course, a lack of selflessness on the part of citizens. If we say there are no aspirants worthy of our votes and that all those given party tickets acquired them based on manifold manipulations, we may have a point. We do not need perfect candidates but surely, we need imperfect human beings who have faultless hearts. We will spare our votes for people who are fatigued by the appalling misrule that has lingered thus far and recurrently severed our past hopes from the present reality. Perhaps, everyone in Nigeria have their names recorded in one black book or the other. And by this, I do not infer that everyone steals. No, we don’t all pilfer or misappropriate funds. Yet, we all have our guilt.

We don’t all allot undeserved salaries to ourselves because they call us lawmakers. And we are not all policemen, who by now should have obtained the licensing approval to set up a bank called, “The Twenty Naira National Bank.” But then, it is probably true that you have broken a traffic rule before. Maybe that day, it was not your fault that the traffic warden was busy eyeing commercial buses that were yet to pay their “non-governmental taxes”. But then, you still broke the rule of driving anyway. And if you have been a perfect driver all your life or do not own a driver’s license then, you are free from that guilt. However, you are probably not a perfect waste disposer. You have improperly dumped wastes in the environment at some time. Or, you once forsook your official duties for a social function during the company’s stipulated working hours. Well, at this point, I am short of citizen misconduct ideas because it is not my job to find guilt. But I am sure you would have done something illegal or been in a dilemma that demands the compulsory choice of an illegitimate action in the past, even if it was just once.

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Wriiten by James Lisandro Junior

Thursday, 17 March 2011

The day rain lost its temper

Rainstorms followed raindrops
And the aftermath was perilous
The desperate raindrops are fallen
And pungent unwanted odour, risen

Splashes of heavy raindrops prevailed
Intense raindrops fell on glasses
Breaking by smiting, piece by piece
The rainbow couldn’t have its way

Thrilling thunder-sounds filled the air
Ears of men suffered the threats
Lightning ran across the skies
Like the light year had increased

Splatters of rain were yet heard
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Tuesday, 8 March 2011

One and the Other

A swollen fist and a broken wrist
A bloody eye and a crumbled thigh
The deed is done and a fate is sealed
One vagabond is dying and the other gleams with satisfaction

A rich old man and a pretty young woman
A man who wants to see the structure concealed by fashion
A girl who wants to possess the luxury she cannot afford
One is without shame and the other is without moral scruples

A curious eye and a dubious mind
An impatient spirit and two duping hands
A desperate young man and a gang of thoughtless friends
One is without good counsel and the others are without a wise member

A jobless adult and a go-getter who never accepts failure
An old school mate and former course mate
Both bump into each other and share timely experiences
One story is full of pleasant lies and the other has nothing to hide

A corrupt leader and an irresponsible family member
A fraudulent manager and a deceptive director
An association of both yields an origin of community setback
One is without good ethics and the other is reaping the fruits of others’ labour

A good job and a busy life
A busy couple and a bunch of kids trained by the media
An adventurous boy and a curious girl
One has no dad to consult and the other has an exposed friend

Vagabonds do not drop from heaven neither do criminals grow from the soil
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