I know I will get flak for saying this, but I am tired of seeing top Yoruba personalities coming here to claim neatral but directly throwing mud at everything good happening for @PeterObi. It must be said that they are doing this only because of ethnic sentiments & its sad.
@PeterObi In Nigeria, it is allowed for a Yoruba man to say emilokan and his tribesmen crowd around him without repriman; a Hausa man to say we have the numbers and we must have it & his people cheer him; but an Igbo man gathering just 12 disciples will be called IPOB. Why?
@PeterObi Why did it take armed bandits so long to be called terrorists? Why do herdsmen roam so freely? Why is Amotekun allowed and not ESN? Why is Igboho not in jail like Kanu? Why are the red capped Kwankwasiyya good & Obidients bad? Why are Obi's supporters IPOB and Tinubu's not OPC?
Why is Tinubu allowed to contest presidency after gifting us a terrible president & ruining our lives while Peter Obi is bad simply because he was once Atiku's VP? Why is Atiku not being fact checked as he chills in Dubai but Obi's cough is reason for headlines?
And now, a person I deeply respect, the son of Fela the most "positively unruly" figure in Nigerian history, scores a cheap pun point by linking being "Obidient" & docility only to then try a mental dribble by saying it didnt mean he was mocking Obi's supporters. How sad!
I dont understand this fear of the Obident movement. I mean, wouldnt Fela be happy that young Nigerians are funding the emergence of a leader who seems to be a cut above the rest in this current race? Or is it just because their chosen champion is, clearly, an ordinary Igbo man?
Yes, ORDINARY. The Igbo man is a second class citizen, hated and denigrated for doing nothing. Denied a way out of a forced union and then denied a seat at the table of managers. So what exactly is the sin of the Igbo man? What exactly do we want him to be? Docile & Agreeable..
From North to West (and even in the South) the consenses seems to be that the Igbo man is only good as a neutral pawn on the chessboard of Nigeria: they can be played & sacrificed by both sides and only allowed to ascend into Kinghood (if ever) as a "gift" pat, with unfair rules.
So, if the Igbo man is a mere pawn, how does he kill a king? In chess, it is very possible pawn for a pawn to take a king with a lot of "fancy maneuvering around the chessboard". In Nigeria, fancy maneuvering means spending billions of bribe Naira for selfish "emilokan" pacts.
But bribe Naira & selfish "emilokan" pacts do not make a true king. It only makes vassals. This is why we've had bad leadership in Nigeria over the years. And this is why the establishment is afraid of @PeterObi. How dare an Igbo man circumvent "emilokan" contracts in this quest?
@PeterObi And so we are here. Like the Orwellian Animal Farm, we are rules by pigs. All these people who attack every attempt to grow the #Obidient movement are adopted puppies Napoleon trained over the years. You can guess who Napoleon is, but you dont need to guess the dogs: we see them.
We see the dogs. But, I tell you, they are more afraid of us than we are of them. If we can realise it, we will push them out and bring Snowball back into the farm. However, to do this, we need everyone, especially the ordinary Yoruba, Hausa & Igbo people, not the elites
They are the ilk of Squealer, who enable Napoleons to sell us for whisky, and hoard the milk and eggs for their own people.
Therefore, we must not let them win. We must come together: Yoruba, Hausa, Igbo are equal victims.
the Issue features an interview that explores feminism & related themes in Olisakwe Ukamaka's novel Ogadinma, and "amazing poems, essays, stories, photographs and art that bare, obscure, illuminate, conceal, appreciate and define the things that make us, or otherwise". #conscio
In my role as editor-in-chief (and layout/graphics designer), completing this issue is a big win in many ways, and I'm extremely proud of my co-editors: @bardmus (poetry), @OgwijiEhi (features), @EugeneYakubu (fiction). #conscio bit.ly/IDENTITY0722
@Aswagaawy A handful of wonders, that's what I am. A God's gentle metaphor, crispy line stretching into stanzas, into poetry. The smallness of the ring that stretches into Solomon's rare glory. An ocean of grace with a tiny opening.
@Aswagaawy Some nights, I check the cadence of my cries to lower its sonority, say: "But cries are not to be enjoyed, God! Hear these plights instead." Tonight, I back my lover and face God with a face paralleled with tears, saying: “God! Handle me with care.”
when I saw God
I trembled like a man I used the
wrong pronouns
—Kaveh Akbar
A boy, prettier than me, asked if I were truly
an image of God or just dust clotted from a womb.
I had the answers. They were wrapped somewhere
around the clenching of my palms, & he did get
them. At dinner
I bricked up my mouth hole with
the lord's prayer but didn't say amen because I
had learnt to question that, too. This boy, foolish boy,
wouldn't know God, his father, even if he
looked him in the face.
i.
they said i'd learn who i am,
learn the secrets heaven hid in me,
if my body is a poem from God,
maybe I can read the lyrics when I see my reflection.
ii.
the stories i see scare me.
a ghost in the mirror -
he wears my face,
but paints an image of broken bodies buried.
iii.
i am what i see,
or, i have become what i saw,
a plaque for many fallen to fear,
my insecurities leaving there and renting a house in my flesh.
iv.
a roaring sea,
a deafening earthquake,
a still small voice,
@NketGodwin since i learned how to count legs of stars
and sluggish steps of moon
pick little stars and tuck into my hair as dream flower
i have walked the road of being
intent as the miracle of celestial sparkle
watched me in the mirror of meaning
reflecting polysemy of selves
@NketGodwin and like equations i have always been
equal to the reflections i give my neighbours
so if i make my neighbours vague of virtue
my image of virtue is vague too
i am fish equal to the exertion of the river of my faith
in anything that guides the leg my current