Sunday, 21 October 2012

Aluu 4


Aluu 4’, another dent in the already fragile structure of a nation we so much pledge to uphold. ‘Aluu 4’, a nightmare which eyes who saw it, will never forget. ‘Aluu 4’, a tale we would never forget to have heard. ‘Aluu 4’, another stain on the soiled sheet of ‘Green Land’. ‘Aluu 4’, a sacrifice that was not necessary. ‘Aluu 4’, a mistake that tomorrow will always remind us of. ‘Aluu 4’, the birth of an awareness. ‘Aluu 4’, the death of hope and four lineage. ‘Aluu 4’, the list is inexhaustible. 
The men in black and khaki might beat their chest and applaud themselves for a job well done in rounding up or nabbing the instigators of this heinous crime; but why shout victory when they could have averted it? Why shout victory when they encouraged it by moving away? Why shout victory when they could not stand and protect the citizens/enforce the law? Why shout victory when they could have been saviours? Must we always be REACTIVE instead of PROACTIVE? We cry for their blood, we demand for justice, we plead that the hands of justice catch up with them quickly, we ask all this in good faith; but wait! Why be in a hurry to create another history today when the lessons of yesterday have not been learnt? Why cry for justice when this same act will happen again in our watch and we will troop out in mass to the streets shouting “murder” “murder”? Are we not tired of writing comments and condemning actions?
Well, a man at 52 will be wise enough not to let the mistakes of days past become a pattern or lifestyle he gets accustomed to; but if he does, he is not short of being called a fool. I refuse to believe that we are fools. I refuse to believe that we are incompetent. I refuse to believe that we have learnt no lesson from this. I refuse to believe that we have become non-wiser from this scar. I believe that there are grey hairs who escaped this barbaric lifestyle and wouldn’t want to see it flourish in our generation. So let them speak forth, for ears are itching to listen, minds are waiting to reason, hands are waiting to scribble and act; so that a generation and its successors would be salvaged from the barbaric age we are walking into. But woe to that grey, bald or curled hair that will laugh at this and say this is our way of life. Woe to he or she that will not learn from this.

NB: It is a relief to nab the culprits, but truth be told: Justice will flex its hammer, yet it won’t bring them back, but the lessons learned and corrections made, would save a lot of future(s) out there.


Written by
Arua, Samuel


Edited by
Godwin, Emmanuel

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