Where and who can we turn to? I'm reminded as I write this of the Bible passage where David describes the impossibility of hiding from God and His love or running from Him (Psalm 139). But this is really not about trying to hide from God. It's not about God's infinite mercy and goodness. No. This is about the very dark wicked heart of man. A heart blackened by greed, dissatisfaction, and every kind of sin. This particular man is the Nigerian Police.
Yes, I might be a person whose opinions might not necessarily matter or cause a change, but still, I shall speak. I am a person all the same. My heart is twisted in agony. Bitter bile boils over in my stomach and I lurch forward to puke its vile greenness out, but nothing happens. I shudder as pain hits a side of my brain and flows down my spine.
The Nigerian Police Force is made up of the most wicked, heartless men Nigeria possesses. I have beheld and heard of their corruption and back-door practices in silence for a long while now, but they have touched where it hurts most. They have killed my friend. Yes that they did. And as is customary, they have denied this and gotten away with it.
My friend, like any hardworking young man in Lagos, was up bright and early to get to work, and so was at the bus-stop awaiting the bus. Policemen, some two or so number of them, came up to him to harass him. (Might I mention here that it has been noted that the Police is known for harassing university students on their way to school or home at this particular bus station). These "two" demon-possessed, cursed-forever policemen harassed my friend for his laptop. And being that they were policemen, he refused and asked to know why they demanded his laptop. They pulled their gun, shot him and still made away with the laptop. These fools then returned in one of their vans, shooting in the air to disperse any possible witnesses, placed my friend in the back of their van and started to drive to an entirely different part of Lagos, claiming that they were trying to take him to the hospital. They drove all the way out of that town to another one! What? With all the hospitals springing up in Lagos towns, you mean to tell me there was none nearby a bus-station and a police station? None nearby?! I know better. We ALL know better. They drove him all that way so that he could die before he got any medical attention. Since, he didn't die on the spot, they decided to kill him some other way without shooting him again - it was already a bad picture, right? They murdered the only witness to their horrendous and heinous act!
I keep imagining my friend at their "mercy", begging with them to help him, to take him to the hospital, knowing he was dying and that there was nothing he could do about it. He was at their "mercy". These men with hollows in their chests completely ignored him and killed him.
The most "credible" and "truthful" story they could come up with was that two men rode up on a bike to the bus-stop, pointed a gun at a soldier and a policeman (or was it two lily-livered policemen they said?) telling them that if they moved they would get shot. Then, these two men turned (automatically) to my sweet, gentle-hearted and simple friend and demanded his laptop. At gunpoint, my friend said no. He said no with a gun to his face! Does this stupidity of a folk tale ring true, people? The gunmen proceeded to shoot him, grab the laptop, and ride away. This is the best the Nigerian police could do to cover their murder. This is the "very sold truthful" story these devils in black could come up with. Oh, Lord in Heaven, may Your wrath descend heavily on these vessels of the enemy. May they never know peace and may sleep/rest never come to them (no matter the amount of Valium or Lexotan they take).
I do not, for one moment, believe their story. And because of the deteriorated and sad sorry state of this nation, no well-meaning eye-witness would want to endanger his own life trying to render help to a young man who lay dying by the road side. What if he was a criminal, right? What sort of country do we live in?
Weeks ago, these demons in black picked up two of my brothers as they walked back from Palmgrove bus-stop in Lagos, seized the elder's laptop and told him that if he wanted it back he had to pay for it. My brother, as God would have it, went straight to my uncle's who reported back at their station with him. These daft, ignorant, illiterate idiots told my uncle that they picked up my brother from an indian hemp smoking joint and so, seized his laptop. Very obvious downside to their idiotic tale: where then did they find my younger brother who was in company of the elder? They stupidly forgot to mention that. Honestly, I am stupefied by their idiocy. How do these people live? May all you thieving scum in uniform be visited with vengeance!
I am angry. I had not seen my friend in about 13 years and the only communication we'd had in all that time was via the internet. I was pleased I was going to see him the following week; I was going to be in Lagos. But no. All I got to see in the end was my friend's grave. His grave. May our parents never bury us. My heart bleeds for his family and the family he would have had.
In this country, the police is NOT your friend; they are your enemy - the worst there is. How can one open his mouth to say that his father/brother/uncle/sister is with the Police? The very people who kill you? who kill me?
And they call the people who have committed the evils in the city of Jos barbaric. Yes indeed, they are very barbaric, heartless, unfeeling, unnatural, demonic people. Who would go into one's house in the wake of the day, when lights and people still slumber, and butcher innocent children, and 'off' the lives of fellow humans? Those people are not human. But, I will not talk about Jos here - I think there are those who already voice our hurts and pains and shock to the very detail. God help us all. But, I dare to compare the Nigerian police to these people. They are not very different, these sets of individuals.
The Nigerian Police is NOT your friend. No sir, they are not, the wretched, uneducated, heartless beasts.
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Thay have a long way to go. Are you still blogging?
Yes indeed, they have a pretty long way to go. And arriving there seems to look further and further off in the distance as the days and months roll by.... I'm still blogging, yes. Why?
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