Wilhelm - My Blog

The 13th day of June of course is a very special day. Early that morning I had my first cry and sensed what it meant to be in caring hands from a very warm world of matrix. I yelled and see all these big eyes bulging at mine tiny form. It was the morning of June 13.
Come 1993 in Nigeria, a day previous, one of the most peaceful election ever conducted on Earth was held. Men and kids alike jumped into jubilation for the one that was thought the messiah. Alas, Moshood Kashimawo Olawale Abiola was not only denied his mandate but also became endangered. Not too long, the man had to die for what he believed.
My day is a direct Post June 12 - a day presently reserved to rethink the idea and the ideals of democracy in Nigeria.
Several citizens are wondering what the future holds for the tender we-we-governance in Nigeria. As Shaw had enjoined us, we need no fear or wonder but hail Nigeria and the Nigerian dream:
Nigeria, we hail thee,
Our own dear native land,
Though tribe and tongue may differ,
In brotherhood we stand,
Nigerians all, are proud to serve
our sovereign motherland.

Our flag shall be a symbol,
That truth and justice reign,
In peace or battle honoured,
And this we count as gain
To hand on to our children
A banner without stain

O Lord of all creation,
Grant this our one request
Help us to build a nation
Where no man is oppressed
And so, with peace and plenty,
Nigeria may be blessed.

Do we need any other wondering thought? Let us truly hail Nigeria:no hide-and-seek, no shade or shady deals, no stain, no oppression - see if Nigeria will not hail us. The truth will even resurrect and there can be another Easter in June. My day has been full of some quiet and deep solitude on hailing somebody, even Nigeria on June 13.