Wednesday, 2 August 2017

A (love) Poem in Igala

A lot of things catch my attention, but not so many as gripping as this. Here is a poem, written specially for the special lady in a young man's life on her birthday.

Ufẹdọmi Ufẹdomi Ufẹdọ wẹ dabi eli kiya chi odudu, Idabi omi kiya bẹdọ Alifya wẹ afanẹ dab'ochu Ufẹdọ wẹ arinyọ dabi omi inyọ Urẹdo mi Ukomu we arinyọ dab' ẹli omẹmẹlẹ, Ufanẹ wẹ dab' ochu, anyi we dab' eli. Na nwẹju wẹ enini kpai ọna. Ufẹli mi Ọlá nwu de mọmọlọ dab' ẹgẹ agbailo, Igo anya kima n'uchejun, unyọ kidẹ jalii, ẹdọ kim' wun. ali wẹ akpo dab' otulali amẹnẹfu, Emi Ufẹdọ i ad'ẹdẹbọ mi, Iya kwu dabi obo anyẹba, Iya rinyọ dabi abaro obo api. Wola ọdọ omune, Wọla ojile birthday wẹ enini.


Ohiemi Gabriel is a bard, political analyst and an information analyst at Projects Development Institute (PRODA). He holds a master degree in history and international studies from Nnamdi Azikiwe University, Awka.

His poetry is hugely inspired by vintage poets like Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson, Pablo Neruda and of course the word "alchemist" Amu Nnadi. The Kogi born poet is a member of Enugu state literary Society and the lead rep of Poets in Nigeria (PIN) Enugu.

Phone: 07068183386 /07058311116

Monday, 10 July 2017

Book Review: The Torn Petal


The Tor Petal on display

Teresa Oyibo Ameh, author.











Book Review
The Torn Petal by Teresa Oyibo Ameh (Aunty Talatu)
Reviewed by: Ojonugwa Sapphire Abu


As seen through the eyes of a young teenager, The Torn Petal is a narrative of the experiences of Husseina spanning the period the horrors of terrorism claimed the land in which she grew up, the land she knew and loved, and some of the ripples these experiences leave on her entire existence in the aftermath.

Debunking the general misconception of ethno-religious intolerance in Northern Nigeria and Nigeria as a whole, Husseina and her siblings are born into an inter-religious marriage, a Christian father and a Muslim mother and they live happily, in a healthy, thriving environment, their family bound by love, respect and pure adoration.

The drums of the carnage and pain caused by the effects of terrorism are heard from faraway lands, first as whispered rumours, mentioned in passing but becoming a harsh reality that draws closer and closer, bringing in its wake death and loss, pain and misery. The reverberations of the music threatening to topple the essence of life as Husseina knows it.

Worse than the physical loss and pain is that which cannot be seen with the eyes. The psychological damage to the people, both young and old, from those wallowing in pain and fear in their homes to those, living with loss and fear as neighbours, as refugees on the IDP camp.
Faced with the choice of right and wrong and seeing nothing but a chance at survival, Husseina makes a decision that would change the course of her future forever. The little things she always took for granted became the cornerstone on which her survival depends.

This story stirs up in me a sorrow untold. Above the vivid pictures and images brought to life in my heart is the numbing pain settling in the bottom of my being. Anyone could be a victim, and those in the eye of the storm are there, not because of any lack of proper judgement or special sin but for circumstances beyond their control.

The story, written in present continuous tense and so carefully detailed in illustration captures the essence of the era and sheds light on the amount of creative control employed by the writer as such a tale, so potent in its semblance to reality, with the amount of emotions it evokes more words than can be writ, even in the largest of volumes.

The font size is large and catchy, engaging the target audience, and the volume of the book is sizable; light enough to be easily carried around and big enough to allow for the captivating illustrations.

I wish the story was a happy one, with an enduring happy ending, where no life was lost and the innocent children to whom the book is mainly targeted would not experience the horrors of such information, alas, this is the entire existence of some of their peers not just in Northern Nigeria but in many, war torn, ravaged regions, nations and communities in the world.
The story gives a subtle message in the undertones, that when the drums of war and disaster reach a land, it is usually not the strong or even the warring that are casualties, but the poor, the vulnerable, the 'Hassans' and 'Husseinahs'. Those who should enjoy our protection become the worst hit, nursing wounds, sometimes forever.

This book is totally rounded, educative, informative, nicely illustrated and sound.
I certainly recommend it for young readers as we should from an early age instill in the next generation the realities of cause and effect, and the impact of terror on the populace, in both the immediate and far future.


Friday, 3 February 2017

Dominance or nothing!



In the cold night of April 6, 1994, President Habyarimana was shot down. He was Hutu. The following day, annihilation of the Tutsis began. For 100 days, Tutsis were killed like cockroaches.

By the time Paul Kagame's led RPF took control, about a million Rwandans have been butchered. This constituted about 70% Tutsi population & 20% Rwandan population. It was genocide in the real sense of genocide.

But you see, the seed was sown as far back as 1959. The Hutu revolt of 1959 against colonial rule did not go down well with the Tutsis.
Before then, in 1916, Belgian colonists produced identity cards classifying Rwandans according to their ethnicity. The Tutsis welcomed the idea. For decades it was their ticket for juicy jobs, educational & political opportunities ahead of the Hutus. This turned out to be their greatest undoing in the winter of 1994.

What exactly powered Rwanda's genocide. Religion? Ethnicity? Political? Injustice? Or the innate desire to dominate ?
Hutus & Tutsis have many things in common - they speak same language ( Bantu ), same traditions, they inhabited same areas & about 90% are Christians, yet one sought to annihilate the other.

If you probe deeper, you'll realise that your beliefs, customs, & traditions are not as powerful as the quest for political power. Who cares about your religion & tribe when power is at stake.
Your religion & tribe can only be deployed as a means to an end. A mere tool for political power.

In 1987, IBB refused to prosecute Rev Bako & other participants after inciting the first major  religious crisis in Southern Kaduna that led to the slaughter of Muslims, Fulanis & destruction of many Mosques. IBB’s failure to prosecute was grave injustice. But it was not injustice against your religion or tribe. It was injustice against humanity. It was for political gain.

From 2011 - 2015, GEJ treated Boko Haram crisis with kid gloves. Many Churches were attacked, Christians were massacred, clergy men were slaughtered. Jonathan’s failure to act was grave injustice. But it was not injustice against your religion or tribe. It was injustice against humanity. It was for political gain.

Recently Herdsmen are on rampage across the country causing havoc under the watchful eyes of PMB without arrests. Under the same President, killers of Mrs.Bridget Agbajime were set free. PMB’s failure to act & prosecute is grave injustice. But it is not injustice against your religion or tribe. It is injustice against humanity. It is for political gain.

Posers on the killers of President Habyarimana remains unsolved;
1. Was it the work of Tutsi rebels bent on taking over power?
2. Was it the work of Hutu extremists under a pretext to annihilate the Tutsi minority?
3. Was it the work of a 5th Columnist bent on setting brothers at war for an unknown interest?

The outcome of these posers is not as important as the role of ordinary Rwandans from 1916 - 1994. The resentments, hatred, bigotry, intolerance, bias and narrow-mindedness along their tiny differences.

Similar resentments & bigotry besets Nigeria from 1960 to date.
At the end of the Rwandan carnage, the only point proven is that folly lies in the heart of the unwise.
Do we need a Rwanda to remind us of the evils of bigotry?
Rwanda survived in pieces. We may not be that lucky.


Writer:In the cold night of April 6, 1994, President Habyarimana was shot down. He was Hutu. The following day, annihilation of the Tutsis began. For 100 days, Tutsis were killed like cockroaches.

By the time Paul Kagame's led RPF took control, about a million Rwandans have been butchered. This constituted about 70% Tutsi population & 20% Rwandan population. It was genocide in the real sense of genocide.

But you see, the seed was sown as far back as 1959. The Hutu revolt of 1959 against colonial rule did not go down well with the Tutsis.
Before then, in 1916, Belgian colonists produced identity cards classifying Rwandans according to their ethnicity. The Tutsis welcomed the idea. For decades it was their ticket for juicy jobs, educational & political opportunities ahead of the Hutus. This turned out to be their greatest undoing in the winter of 1994.

What exactly powered Rwanda's genocide. Religion? Ethnicity? Political? Injustice? Or the innate desire to dominate ?
Hutus & Tutsis have many things in common - they speak same language ( Bantu ), same traditions, they inhabited same areas & about 90% are Christians, yet one sought to annihilate the other.

If you probe deeper, you'll realise that your beliefs, customs, & traditions are not as powerful as the quest for political power. Who cares about your religion & tribe when power is at stake.
Your religion & tribe can only be deployed as a means to an end. A mere tool for political power.

In 1987, IBB refused to prosecute Rev Bako & other participants after inciting the first major  religious crisis in Southern Kaduna that led to the slaughter of Muslims, Fulanis & destruction of many Mosques. IBB’s failure to prosecute was grave injustice. But it was not injustice against your religion or tribe. It was injustice against humanity. It was for political gain.

From 2011 - 2015, GEJ treated Boko Haram crisis with kid gloves. Many Churches were attacked, Christians were massacred, clergy men were slaughtered. Jonathan’s failure to act was grave injustice. But it was not injustice against your religion or tribe. It was injustice against humanity. It was for political gain.

Recently Herdsmen are on rampage across the country causing havoc under the watchful eyes of PMB without arrests. Under the same President, killers of Mrs.Bridget Agbajime were set free. PMB’s failure to act & prosecute is grave injustice. But it is not injustice against your religion or tribe. It is injustice against humanity. It is for political gain.

Posers on the killers of President Habyarimana remains unsolved;
1. Was it the work of Tutsi rebels bent on taking over power?
2. Was it the work of Hutu extremists under a pretext to annihilate the Tutsi minority?
3. Was it the work of a 5th Columnist bent on setting brothers at war for an unknown interest?

The outcome of these posers is not as important as the role of ordinary Rwandans from 1916 - 1994. The resentments, hatred, bigotry, intolerance, bias and narrow-mindedness along their tiny differences.

Similar resentments & bigotry besets Nigeria from 1960 to date.
At the end of the Rwandan carnage, the only point proven is that folly lies in the heart of the unwise.
Do we need a Rwanda to remind us of the evils of bigotry?
Rwanda survived in pieces. We may not be that lucky.


Writer credits: Joel Akagwu
Economist.
Relationship Manager at First Bank PLC.

Friday, 13 January 2017

New Beginnings


Just start
The most difficult thing about starting afresh is starting afresh. So many times, challenges that come around are curve-balls, they come right back! Want to start a new business? Or a new relationship?
The future is ahead not behind
Quit looking over your shoulder, take that step and never forget what is most important, learn something.
I started
Recently, I took up a writing job. I did it for the street credibility, I always wanted to be a respected writer. Who can blame me, people are good in different things, I am good at writing. It seemed like a great opportunity, but it turned out to be more difficult and time consuming than I expected.
It's been a few months down the line and I must say, the experience has been good. Still time consuming and brain wracking (who would have thought?) but fulfilling.
I have researched on various fields and subjects and I have learned a great deal. I feel like a citizen of the world. I see world issues from the eyes of the world. I am more rounded.

Few tips to starting afresh...

Desire more: Feeling discontent could be a pointer to the fact that you want something new and different. In some cases, it seems like an impossible feat but if you put your mind to it, you discover that it comes easy.
Try to correct the wrongs of the past: You can only try. Sometimes we find that the grass has turned brown because we failed to water it. Water your grass, that may be all you need to see the change you desire.
Just do it: Small sure steps are the way in some cases buy brash giant strides may be your own way. Make changes, small or big and decide to stick with the consequences.

An African Proverb says, "the best time to plant that palm tree was twenty years ago, the next best time is now."

Every new day is an opportunity to make your life count, Start today. You just might find that there is more to you and your abilities than you imagined.


Nugwa Abu