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MONOPOLY ON LEGITIMATE USE OF VIOLENCE AS A CHARACTERISTIC OF GOVERNMENT: ROCHAS OKOROCHA AND FAMILY ON YET ANOTHER ILLEGALITY It is a truism that before government nay the state, the use of naked power and physical violence was in the hands of all who can and may. This is clearly witnessed in the theories of the social contractarians viz; Thomas Hobbes, John Locke and Jean Jacques Rousseau. According to Hobbesian rendering in the state of nature, life was brutish nasty, solitary and short. It was war of all against all. This shows how liberalized the use of force or violence was. Mind you, this is in the state of nature. By this time there was no government and no state. Here in the state of nature, it was like wherever and whatever page you can find, you read along. However, at the wake of human social organization, there was need for sanity, orderliness and leadership. At this point, all citizens submitted their whims and caprices, their wills and freewill to the leviatha

Yesterday, I posted a picture trending where our dear former Governor of Imo State, Chief Dr. Owelle Anayo Ethelbert Rochas Okorocha, was taking a nice sleep in the hallowed chamber of the Senate of the Federal Republic of Nigeria. That sounded a ridicule to his allies and flowers. It however was comic relief to a lot who are either indifferent or not his supporters. But to me, it was absolutely annoying. I am compelled to write this clarification because of certain responses I have got especially from the quarters of his (Rochas Okorocha's) goons and lovers. I do not write this to please anyone and not to vilify Mr. Rochas Okorocha himself or his political family. I write this on conviction that at all times, the right things should, at least, be done. Sadly, I will also not fail to mention that Nigerians are the major problem of Nigeria. This simply posits that Nigeria after all is a "nonliving personality". The life in Nigeria is donated by the citizens and when

KEMKA S. IBEJI DESPAIR OF HONOUR Call it anything else Yes I despair It is on my honour Yes I despair They can wed They're not averse to togetherness They cohabit and inhabit Despair and honour They live in me Oh yes! They do Filled with hope I moved I joined the trudge to liberate The saunter for the good I hoped we could win As we win the tool of service Where are we? Envy came on call Enmity enjoyed her fun Like thieves booties are shared Our identity vanished as humans We're now tribes In tribes the cheating festered The hate blossomed And the dreams died I despair It's of honour Take me out I don't have of mine Our nation cries I don't enjoy the dirge Don't serve me any relish I'm not here for it I'm here for our people They hunger and thirst Their future smiles bleak The cries thunder Thanks to your joy The man or men From the West and North Our nation is shared Along winners and losers Whereve

KEMKA S. IBEJI  I SAW LOVE WITH MY EYES! I bled through my eyes They call it tears It flowed down joy I saw love with my eyes And now I see storm I was slapped by love And tears gushed down I never knew love had such hands Harshly sweet But they feelings are cool I could cry everlasting Give me more of this slaps That I may never stop crying It forgave my wrongs Paid me kindness for all my wickedness It soothes me when I'm hurt Hurt by my failed bad intents against it It tells me to stab it If only there lies my joy What a being so absurd Is this love? It gives me peace It gives me hope It gives me strength It gives me power It gives me authority It gives me pleasure But I've done all to hurt it It gives more and more good It minds less I saw love with my eyes Now I see blurred It's my sight across tears What a wonder to behold? It now seems I'll be possessed I think by the spirit of love Take me away I've lost all

King David Estate Abuja Site  Most times I feel like losing my cool and hope on Nigeria. This is usually so as every hope dies with a new apostle. Those whom have sounded saintly turn more Satan when given the opportunity to make corrections. Recently I have wondered why it is very difficult for the poor to have a decent shelter over him or her in Nigeria. This keeps coming to me like a begging question and more with such unavoidable fuss. Why is housing a big challenge in Nigeria despite all the gracious policies and programs by the governments? Here in Nigeria we have Federal Mortgage Bank of Nigeria (FMBN), Federal Staff Loans Board, National Housing  Fund (NHF), Accelerated Mass Housing Development Scheme, Primary Mortgage Institutions (PMIs), Mortgage Refinancing Institution (MRI) and lots more. Even with all these, Nigeria runs huge housing deficit in expanding habit. So instead of things getting better with the policies we are seeing things getting worse. It simply me

KEMKA S. IBEJI  LAGOS OF OUR TIME (I) It's Lagos The land of difference We heard about you Our feelings cried to see you Oh Lagos of our ears How amazing it was That its sounds cares our ears Its thought smiled all day Your stories thundered You were a heaven here Our ears are witnesses From yonder you rang loud Tales on experiences of old as told Time indeed serves understanding All we had was our understanding It was all Lagos of old Good morning Lagos From this time comes truth The truth and our ears They're now in enmity This is our case as we sojourn And now it is; Oh Lagos of our time The roads angrily bite our tyres Chewing with pounding heart The wind walk unkempt Spilling rubbish on all The rains from beneath don't smile They warn; don't eat me! We don't hear our goals Neither our goals either We jam at search Searching for each other We sound, they sound But we're now deaf Our lives are afraid But our le

KEMKA S. IBEJI The COMMAND SCHOOL in jurisprudence will be so embarrassed to know that Law, as the command of the sovereign when divorced from morality shares no difference with the command of the criminal. This puts a deep cut on the throat of both the sovereign and the subjects. It simply means that even the sovereign is stripped of certainty of stool at any point in time as command can emanate from anywhere. This is the fastest journey back to the state of nature. Even the command of the armed robber blaring  in the banking hall and terrifying victims becomes a law. What then can we say of the terrorists? Are we not saying the same thing? Is law actually worthy of its salt when it doesn't serve morality? What is law without justice? The fear of Great Thinkers across the globe should be heightened by the justice as manufactured in Nigeria and maybe elsewhere. When technical knockout dazes even the puncher, we run on a bizarre adventure. Morality has been enslaved

KEMKA S. IBEJI  The egret was our friend The herds were our friends The herdsmen were our friends But they were fleeting friends. Like a company, we saw them While the herds roamed around Under the magical control of herders Egrets drove our fancy They had their job I think a very tasking one Taking away the pains Of lice, flies and more They did all at a go We could take joy in our sight This is our village experience As though the schools measured time Our dismissals were greeted by the trio They were all our friends in an accord The egrets gave us white finger nails Yes we sang in plea of that We were sure they were magnanimous Riding on the back of the herds As the herds moved about in freedom The herdsmen returned our jeers Aboki Nnama we chorused chasing them Aboki Nyamiri they returned countlessly We had the fun and they cheered their day What has happened to our friends? Once friends, now dreaded Like Solomon's dead child Were they cha