I read the story of the cold blooded murder of the pregnant woman and her four children in Anambra State and the gory details sent cold shivers down my spine.
Murdered in the evil forest by evil agents were: Harira, 32 and her four children: Fatimah 9, Khadijah 7, Hadiza 5 and Zaituna, 2. Innocent woman and her innocent children whose only ‘crime’ was that they walked straight onto the fatal embrace of blood thirsty vampires who have turned their terrain into one vast killing field.
Nothing brings home this tragedy more vividly as the words of Jubril Ahmed, the distraught husband and father of the victims of this villainous act.
Every word he utters drips with sorrow and tears. Listen to him and cry: “I am now left with nobody, they have wiped out my entire family. I am so worried and in trauma, there is a need for government to do something.”
Unfortunately, “doing something” in matters like this is not what the government is known for. The other day, it was Deborah, the unfortunate student who was done to death and burnt to ashes by agents of evil who wrongly assumed that they were fighting Allah’s cause. Before then was the soldier couple who were hacked to death and chopped to pieces like goat meant for an evening feast.
In all these instances, our law enforcement agents are wringing their hands and offering all explanations except those that can lead to the arrest and prosecution of the culprits.
Characteristically, the government will reach for the template prepared for gory incidents such as this one. It would tell us how no stone will be left unturned to get to the roots of this plane evil, it would tell us how the perpetrators will be brought to book and it would boast about how it will ensure it is the last time such unwarranted murder will happen in our land.
Unfortunately and, unashamedly, the government, before long, will reach for the same template again as we go through this vicious cycle of bloodletting and government’s empty assurances of stemming its tide.
The orgy of bloodletting and the unending feast of violent crimes is approaching its denouement. This nation is on the precipice, we are tipping into the abyss, a destination where there is only gnashing of teeth and unimaginable human tragedies of biblical proportion.
The clock is ticking and we are running out of time. When this bomb detonates, it knows no status or class; it consumes all on its path.
It is for this reason that even though we mourn for Jubril over this humongous tragedy, we cry for the beloved country whose journey to the golgotha is getting shorter and shorter by the day. We weep for a nation on the death throes.
