For sure, why can’t he?
The pretenders in power have made life so easy that quite a few parents fear taking their wards to school lest they be abducted.
Their teachers might not be exempted, they live in permanent fear of “adultnappers”.
Homes too may not be too safe.
Oil subsidy was removed three years ago, but little effort has been made to ameliorate the suffering of the masses.
Water, light, employment, good roads, and all the basic things that make life worth living are beyond the reach of the man on the street.
Indeed, Citizen Muda doesn’t say he wants to be wealthy. He only wants the basic amenities that a good government must provide if it must be called that.
Nigeria’s rising GDP, while the masses are sinking into penury, is just crazy.
What does it translate to in the life of Citizen Muda?
Does it change the price of pepper?
Does it change the price of gas?
Does it change the price of milk?
More importantly, does it change the actual take-home pay?
Meanwhile, the ruling elite and their cohort are unconcerned. I take it back. They do bother because they pity the people and make statements that the situation will SOON improve.
But how soon is that soon?
We’re living on hope, something tells me it’s false hope.
There’s a bible verse that says hope without manifestation makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life.
When will our hope be fulfilled?
Our unceasing hope is giving us a feeling of hopelessness. This is more so when we see the people we (s)elect living it up.
Yet, we go to the same market places to buy commodities.
Have we not been scammed?
We ask this question because while the common man is on dry fasting or even starving, every day is Christmas for the ruling elite.
How then can we sing a song of Uhuru while dwelling in a Babylon of displacement, crisis, alienation and grief?
