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While I make efforts to reach Dr. Ogbonnaya Onu in a bid to persuade, encourage and make him see reason to contest and win the seat of the president of Nigeria in 2023, I have already set out plans to raise the funds to buy him Nomination and Expression of Interest forms of our party, the All Progressives Congress (APC). I have elected to do this on my own and with the help of my friends because of some reasons that are commonsense to all Nigerians who know this great man, Dr. Ogbonnaya Onu. They have said in various places that he does not have the money to propagate and fund the enormous amount involved in the Presidential Election. It is not strange to them that a former Governor, former presidential ticket holder, former ANPP national leader and a Minister of the Federal Republic of Nigeria since 2015 till this moment will not have the money because they know his personality. Dr. Ogbonnaya Onu is an impeccable being. He is incorruptible and unblemished. He is a contented man who i...

I think he is the most deserving member of the APC to take over from President Muhammadu Buhari from 2023.  If you call him the star of Nigerian democracy, you would not have said too much of a bit of what he is or represents. Meek and mild, temperate and poised, focused and undeterred, steadfast and diligent, reliable and trustworthy. Dr. Ogbonnaya Onu can be said to be the most persevering politician in Nigeria approximate to President Muhammadu Buhari. A fine gentleman, blazing intelligence and a fascinating personality. He is not interested in taking praises but willing to keep working. He is the dreamer and visionary of the ruling party - the All Progressives Congress (APC). A dreamer and visionary is indeed greater than a leader though Dr. Ogbonnaya Onu doubles as both the dream owner and visionary leader of the APC. He exudes tranquility, calmness and stability. Why is Dr. Ogbonnaya Onu the best to lead Nigeria as her president after President Muhammadu Buhari in 2023? The a...

Whenever one is reminded or thinks of government, the first thing that occurs to mind is those who tell us what to do in the community. We remember the fears from tax enforcement, levies on the salaries of public and civil servants, bills from electricity, water, tolls and more. Again, especially in Nigeria, we always have in mind the issues of monthly state allocations and the sharing of money in Abuja. Other things we have in our memories once we hear of government are the police who stop you on the road for #50 (fifty Naira), the EFCC that dabbles into every issue ranging from personal and interpersonal businesses to domestic matters, the judiciary that sell judgements in their supermarkets dubbed courts, the legislators who fight for money at the National Assembly buildings and engage in all manner of contract businesses in the name of constituency projects and sorts. We also won't forget their clownish committees where money is severally shared, where budget defenders are hara...

Just like in the days preceeding rainfall or rainy season, the sky has turned heavy and the rest parts of our thinking have gotten boldly pregnant with huge uncertainties. Many who will want to be seen as tactically sound have amassed so much on their desks of political analysis and flipping through pages for sticking predictions. The field workers have gone to farm ploughing their fingers out with the hope to come home with the raw stones for refinement and subsequent windfall. The bright sky has made itself the most fearsome slippery substance. Who knows what will happen? The foregoing question will determine the life of millions of people in and out of Nigeria and Africa as the largest black country in the world gets set for change of political baton in 2023. Nigeria will, once again, go to the polls to make choice of who manages the common will of the commonwealth from 2023. Hitherto, media Maradonas especially from the Southwestern part of Nigeria who are trying to mold public min...

The pursuit, yearning, craving and fight for Biafra has lingered since the 60s especially ranging from the prelude of the Civil War through the war to this present time. Changes in dimensions and forms have been attributed to the reactions of the government at all times. It is very clear to put out the fact that while the people, after the war, have continued to remind themselves of the idea and have asked questions of their existence in Nigeria with very peaceful dispositions, the government has continued visiting them with excruciating violence that has let to the death of a great number of the young people of the Southeast especially. Associations have sprouted and blossomed while many have waned and died. Even more keep springing up each day concerning Biafra, her identity and her people.  Amidst all the agitations and protestations, very important aspects of such craving have been ignored and left out. This is the most insensitive act in this struggle and if it is persistently...

Here in the society are all. You are either a free citizen or a free prisoner. But a free prisoner is not a citizen still. There are a few things that entail and enforce citizenship. At the background, as received by institutional understanding, of all is freedom. This makes for the most time, the reference to the word - Free Citizen. But there are questions that have not been considered by everyone or a lot of people.  According to popular avowal, to be a citizen is to be free within the community, to be free to move around, free to associate, free to talk, free to vote and be voted for. Freedom and freewill are very significant to being a citizen. This is why in the ancient Greek polis, certain class of humans are not classified as citizens. It is however very easy to identify such people when you adopt a method that allows you go through their being free. Such people as slaves and prisoners are not citizens in the primordial understanding and it is so even in this era. Though th...

The day that will bring fortune to the trader shimmers at dawn with soothing sunshine. This is an African adage popular among the Igbos of Nigeria and it has deep meaning. If a people are destined for destruction, there are certain omens that will always greet their mornings and it follows them till the doomsday. This is a re-emphasis of the situation of Nigeria at the moment especially as the 2023 general elections draw nigh. Seeing each day bringing it closer and even closer, many pundits have gripped tight their prediction sticks clicking and clocking for precision. Like the trades of the internet, all eyes are now placed on the screens. This is to say that every political analyst has gone into search for the determinants of the game. What will happen in the next election? Who will go for this or that political party? What are the implications for the political parties, the politicians, the economy and especially the masses? The concern of this piece is the implication of the choice...

Often read the quibbles of Karl Marx in the pursuit of what eventually turned out to be Marxism. Importantly, those ideas could hinge on socialism and Communism in the loosed sense. However, striking on his lines of extensive arguments are his stampede on the bad vagaries of religion and the cache of surplus value. These made excellent read for many young readers, scholars and members of the intellectual world. Karl Marx was unappreciative of the underhand of religion. For him, religious practices have made lilliputians of giants and have tremendously decapitated good reasoning from the people. It was for this reason that his popular maxim that "religion is the opium of the masses" held the winds at a time within readers. Of course, when you begin to atomize or analyze issues with religious concerns, you will begin to realize how sentimentally held religious axioms have usurped the thinking capacity of humans and practitioners of these sect beliefs and have rendered them inca...

Don't dare dread me Soothing sounds of soul Gently jamming jim jim Healing and hurting hearts Candid calls craving calm Waning warrior willing to win Rising root's reason or strength  The power of eros Deeming mild the wild Whittle of warriors and wolves  Casting blind, sharpest sights Devouring beauty in hearts Damning daring dangers Shunning shame or shock Lifting the weakest to awe Maiming the mightiest How has she done this?  Thou symbol of peace Quiescence of the noisiest Vaining valuable virgins Yielding their innocence And let them plead for more More woes and cries in relish Relishing the fights of joy No one wins but all in bliss Then again may I wish That I hand this heart Only to an angel of rose On the bed of her chest Let me rest in thoughts Thoughts in thy blessings Oh thou stupid cupid

Laughing in dark minds Such smiles that floats  Talking love but full of hate Wants respect but disrespects Murderers relishing their lives  It feels like hypocrisy or so Tell me, I don't know please While in the best mansions Mansions called cathedrals In the best of apparels Garments of cost and worth The luxuries of priests and laity No one bothers, no one worries With sweet winds of sorts Claps, timbrels, strings and drums Water and oils in their hands They visit others with violence Worshippers of African manner They're the others and victims  Turning themselves to lords They judge all else evil and ill Them alone are good and none People of the cathedrals  African brethren who prides not Humility is a part of their rituals Under trees and decors of shrines Humbly dressed, lowly bending Undying faith in worship, honour Praying good and for all Never saying ill on the cathedral From the cathedrals they come With all intents to desecrate Falling down the shrines B...

Proverbially you'll have to say That's if you're able to see But otherwise as unassumed It turns out you'll have to see If you ever could say a thing We plant wrongs all farms We await a harvest of goods It's a travesty we live in Our masters are a terror Correct them to your peril Condemn them to your grave Who'er they? Dare not say Pens have gone silent  Voices have been muted Maids of all serve just a few But don't make a sound Who sings praises all day In good and in bad is all Do it while drowning  Stomachs are all that matter Do it once more to be alive You'll eat or live malnourished Whichever way, one is certain Live as dead and die as living  Certitude of the day Opposite standers are same You must agree with them You'll die if otherwise Fascism outside temple Temple of common will's admin Lest we all die in a swoop Let's prostrate to might Justice is dead and no more We're here just as our beasts We've lost all differing ess...

I saw the day Bright, drizzle and shine Cloudy, dark and rainy The floors with feet stamps  The heavens and the earth  I saw the church and mosque  Worshippers and idolaters  I saw the schools  The teachers and learners  I saw the elements  Water, air, earth and fire Everything working together  I saw humans and heard of God  I also heard of gods and deities  A tree fell and it sounded  It did because I perceived it Humans and animals Beings; organisms and inorganic They all are and I know  Your joy and knowledge Your peace and love Your family and actions Your thoughts and ideas They are because I am And all things are because I am When I cease to exist Nothing else exists I am the world

It was indeed a sunset and closure of an era when the strong hands of death held fast on the being of our dear father and traditional ruler, His Imperial Majesty Eze (Dr.) Sir, Desmond Oguguo (Mmiri N’edoro Ọha 1 of Eziudo), and landed him to the realms of ancestry. He was a great man, an indefatigable personage, a roaring human lion, an untiring master and a King of some ethereal standing. He bestrode the reigns of our dear ancient kingdom with such grace and grandeur that questions transition or succession in terms of quality of guise, guard and guide. The built, trudging, thrust, guts and gusto, sounds and stands of Eze Oguguo were, if anything, really regal and classically majestic. Oh Eze Desmond Oguguo! And he was sincerely a human being wearing the garb of some demigods or extra human. A lot of us were only convinced of his being a human being at his performance of the mandatory mortal act of all humans - the finito and finish of every human person. He died and joined the queue ...

Love's all lost and peace estranged Friends are suspects and trust's gone Agreement now seems perfection Such article of impossible existence Our part of the sky trembles collapsingly It's a moment near doom and desolate  Our fun rests, feeds on pretence  Death has lost meaning, so has life When man's spirit dies and he lives It's best to say it's a living being  That's an organism  That we call it man still is misappropriate  No man's without spirit of worth  And the worth is human life's value We're self-dehumanized killing our kind Our humanity leaves us forthwith  Our remains are of beasts thereafter  We may look human but aren't  Not anymore once we kill our kind What's man or what's woman? Old meaning vanishes away  But the new's unknown yet All we knew we know no more All we search we knew never before But knowledge has lost its character The character that changes not The image of sameness all times  Everything indeed is c...

Once was of peace and love Health of lifestyle and body Good of our mind and others We cared less of next moment They were just safe and safe The bombs and more weapons The hatred even bitterness Worthlessness of human life Humans and objects now are one Think no difference and spot none Our world disintegrated Our existence shatters Our hopes are jittery Our dreams in furious fears Our all in unfounded pieces Who mends the world This world is in pieces

HE Elder Isaac Bello  (Father Bello)  And we celebrate greatness Just in the service of God As in the service to mankind With meekness and valour He wins the war unscathed  Warrior of souls and minds Husbandman in God's vineyard Breeder and harvester of souls Father of God's children To wizards, he must be a wizard  A terrorist to necromancers Torment to soothsayers Destructive tool against sorcerers And to demons, he ought be big demon  Singer of victory and triumph Dear Father Lord God Bless our Father Bello Lift his hands unto glory Grant him your holiness Uphold him against evils And protect him always In the years ahead oh Lord  Guide his footsteps Guard him in all spheres Grant him life in length Garment him with your wealth Keep him in the good sea of health  And for his dear sake Let the world worship you  It's our prayer and plea Your sanction is all we pray And that through Christ  As heaven says AMEN. In commemoration of the birthd...

It was the Greek Philosopher of the golden era of Western philosophy, Socrates, who espoused a maxim which states; "Man know thyself". Socrates went further in his ethical pronouncements and espousals to assert that "an unexamined life is not worth living". These are very important statements to ruminate upon especially in the actions, inactions, activities and acts of the IPOB. The import is simple, succinct and clear; the mode of operation of the Indigenous People Of Biafra (IPOB), now more than ever, needs re-examination, reevaluation, review and reassessment. It has become increasingly important to begin to put questions to the right quarters by self inquiries in order to find out in comparison of the merits and demerits of the recent style of the group. This must be done by themselves and none other.  This has become very necessary for the purposes of the health of the Igbo land and her people. Especially so for the "reason to be" of the IPOB. Why usu...

The finest of all substances Its tenderness and charm The vigour of its meekness Its dazzling allure and all Give me a bleeding heart And I'll tell you unheard truth It carries joy as its nature Never huts and never worries Never lend me a broken heart Though it's a great gift None could dare ignore it Though in need, it calms Raising the body from mind Tickling emotions never seen Raging in fiery fascination Taming all wishes of war Love is a beautiful demon Hurts in the joy of its life Cries in the life of its excess Hurling at its wants forever Craving and never ending Smiles even at death point But never losing each war Is anyone known in love? Does that not look foolish? Isn't such a happy being? Dose of it grants immortality But love kills the good It gives the dying peace It is what we don't know It is what we may never know If I'm asked; it's the life of death