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I am the New Government

This year

This minute

This second

And yes, this hour

This Government

This weather

This political party

This time under this present leadership is the worst time to be alive in this country.

It would have been better to be born in the next millennium because the problems we are facing now aint going nowhere in the next decade or even century

But it would be best if you aren’t even born a Nigerian at all

Yet, we don’t have the luxury of choice in that department

Ola and Chioma, or Yusuf and Eddidiong decides for us

The second they exchange numbers and go out to buy shawarma and ice-cream...

LoL… You are on the next flight or long trek to Nigeria.

Nigerians are trapped in China, they are crying to return back to their home

I ask myself, isn’t it even better to die there than come back and still die here

Not from Corona, it will pass, just like Ebola, or Lassa

But this Government won’t pass,
It will keep failing and failing and failing, yet will remain.

Over there, you have a fighting chance at survival

Here, you have no hope!

Here, you fight until you die.

Surviving is almost impossible, being a Nigerian living in Nigeria is a high risk factor.

Nigerians are crying to come back home

The Government sees this, yet chooses to ignore, it is indifferent to their pain and long-distance suffering.

If Your Government can keep mute to the several thousands of killings and mutilations Fulani herds monsters perpetuate, or SARS, let me don’t even get started on Boko Haram

Let’s not go too far

If your government can ban Okada and Keke in the most populous state in the country, two major and most important means of transportation and means of livelihood for hundreds and thousands in a jungle like Lagos, without a care in the world as to how this diabolical move can destroy and cause millions of mobile drought, unemployment, increased crime rate, poverty, lack, and non-stop gridlock…

If your government can do this to you without a care in the world, do you think it cares if you are stuck in China?

USA, New Zealand, UK, France, Australia have all sent a plane to China to bring back its nationals

Ours can’t even save those inside, do you think it can save those trapped outside

South Africa is in our backyard and we couldn't bring our people home, and it took a business man to bring them back

Chibok girls were right inside our noses, yet the government allowed them to become sex slaves, wives and now mothers to terrorists.

You think your Government will travel to China for you?

Daily thousands of Chinese who work and live here are allowed into Lagos, Abuja, and Port Harcourt back to back, they are coming and going as they like in the wake of the coronavirus

They are driven around with convoys from the airport to their houses, hotels and even work

Your Government isn’t scared of the virus or them

It is scared of spending on you

Your government hates you

You are only remembered during election or campaigns

Your government won't save you

Your pastor won't

Prayer won't either

Save your tongues

Don't get it twisted, we are not religious for religion sake

Poverty makes us religious

What we pray for is freely provided for and given in other countries by the government and a system that works

But I am not us

I am not part of you

I am transformed

I am evolved

I am a system that works

I am the new Government


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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