by: James ishaku
It actually happens in kaninkon land, in Goska land, Jemaa local government area of kaduna state, where people were kill and so many houses burned down.
Once again, I've seen the cry of delude mind of the most powerful powerless people, who in their own country and villages beg for a place to lay their heads.
What a nation, full of chaos and all kinds of insecurity of the highest degree?
I saw uncertainty of high degree in the face of innocent but guilty ones among them.
They watch their own houses crumble, yet they still claim to be humble in the face of insecurity, no one is ready and willing to safe them but words of courage flows without appropriate actions to overcome the challenges of insecurity and economic melt down of the country.
We speak very loudly, but our voices are so mumble. O my destiny, where is my destination? If it's true that my home is this nation, then destiny has done its part.
O my rich land, forgive my old story, for I have known the colour of freedom, the color that can only be achieved via hard work and creative mindedness.
I've seen from where I was bred and batter. Indeed, it is where I crawl from. It took me ages to recorgnize my abode, and decades to realize my responsibility as a great Nigeria.
On my feet I stand for I am ready to be true Nikyob citizen. With my hand, I'll till the soil, and bring back the lost fortunes. The integrity of yesterday will return if we remarry the ideas we divorced because Nigeria and kaninkon land must be reborn. The lost glory of Goska community must be retained, God bless Nigeria.
James ishaku writes for Kaduna State University (KASU).
Nice one James
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