Thursday, May 6, 2010

Goodnight Yardy...

Remember the killer of desires... Death.

I was getting into bed, it's been a long day and I am reminiscing as I lay down, unwinding. The phone rings and its my friend telling me the president is dead. I am thinking, we are going to have a riot, I could see the broken bottles embedded in some innocent guys bowels, a stick flying straight at its target, the police blazing their guns, tear gas and hot water through armored thanks. It will be gory I thought, then she said Musa Yar Adua is gone. Oh, the President not the Acting President. Either way, death is no good, but as the Americans are wont to say, "Two things are certain, death and taxes."

For those who may not know, Musa Yar Adua was the president of Nigeria. In the last few months, he has been plagued with Pericaditis and he has died many times over and again. Goodluck Jonathan his vice president was chosen to lead in his stead amidst many other controversial interpretations of the constitution. Goodluck as his name implies has been lucky climbing the ladder of leadership. His good luck according to those who have reviewed it, seems to have led to his superiors been ousted one way or the other.

As Yar'adua Passes on, I can only marvel at the power of death. We meet with roadblocks everywhere we go, and those with determination are surmountable. Death puts an end to all things. The plans, the ideas, the proposals, and all intentions. Death not only creates an absence or parts us spiritually - a common prayer in my language, Yoruba, is "We will not depart in the spirit" when you wave goodbye at the end of the day - death takes away an ideal, it takes away the expression of the individual. For what is life if not lived through expression of whom you are.

But nature always recycling itself. A new expression was given for that taken away. I wonder at what life the replacement expression will lead in life.

Well Yardy, that's what I call him, do rest in peace. At least now, no one can keep you silent no more, control access to you or keep exclusive rights over you. You are free my man. You know what it is for the body to rest.

3 comments:

Harry-Rami Itie said...

I like this post...well said

Black Man Comes said...

Thanks much. Almost never posted it.

harpofheaven said...

Great post!