Death and the governors

Life begets death. The day a person is born, the race to death tees off. For some, it is a dash; 100 metres or 200 metres. For others, it is a mini-marathon; 1,000metres or 2,000metres. For yet some others, it is a long-winding marathon. But short or long, it is as certain as taxes that the living is a candidate for dying. It is to the eternal shame of man that despite his strides in science and technology; the conquest of the moon and the galaxy, the advancement in medical science as well as information technology, he has failed to demystify death, the grim reaper.

Death is a leveller; he is no respecter of person or status. Whenever he shows up, nothing else matters but his mission. He is a sharpshooter that never misses target. He strikes with absolute precision; his darts always hit the intended spot. He goes for the powerful with the same zeal he guns for the feeble. He seeks out the celebrity with the same gusto he plucks the nonentity. He chalks out the governor the same way he mows down the governed.

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One amazing thing about death is that he is adept at avoiding those who seek him the most. The mad man drinks water from the drainage, sleeps in the open, at the mercy of mosquitoes as well as the elements and eats from the garbage bin but is never admitted to the hospital. He is never down with malaria or struck by cholera. But not so the one who takes distilled water and never sleeps anywhere except under a treated mosquito net; he is assailed by malaria, troubled by dysentery and attacked by liver cirrhosis, all agents of death. The mad man struts on the highway, gives no care about cars or lorries, yet death hardly goes for him but picks on the man who is jogging to keep fit and healthy as he is smashed on the walkway by a hit and run driver who veers off the road under the authority of excess liquor.

It is surprising that surprise is expressed when death occurs. Does certainty spring surprise? Can we be shocked at the manifestation of our expectation? If we know that we are born to die, why should we be taken by surprise when death occurs? Nothing is as certain as death, yet man continues to express surprise when death shows up. The reason is that death is a reality man always tries to wish away.

At the height of his accomplishments man is tempted to think that he is immortal. He wants to believe that nothing gets done unless he is around. In his mind, he thinks that the world would cease to exist when he exits. So, he begins to have a larger than life perception of himself. He becomes boastful and vainglorious. He gets late to ceremonies because he knows that the event will not start unless he is seated. He gives appointments and deliberately fails to keep them. He becomes the lord at whose altar everybody must worship. But it is all a sham; it is a mist; as futile as grasping for air; as unreal as a fantasy; as frustrating as waiting for Godot.

So, what is the basis of the boast of the powerful or the rich or the influential if the same death that kills the overlord kills the underdog? Why should anyone look contemptuously at another if the same fate awaits the two? Why should anyone walk as if the whole world is in his pocket when tomorrow he could be swallowed by the earth?

The purpose of living is leaving a legacy. The only one who does not die in vain is the one who bequeaths a worthwhile legacy; the one who makes an impact on those who have contact with him or her. Legacy is not the birthright of the high and mighty; it is the responsibility of everyone who lives. It does not require a high office or oodles of funds; all it needs is a loving heart and a pair of caring hands.

John Wesley puts it best, he says, “Do all the good you can. By all the means you can. In all the ways you can. In all the places you can. At all the times you can. To all the people you can. As long as ever you can.”

If the President, whose primary task is to ensure safety of lives and properties all over the country, the governors, who secure loads of money monthly as their states’ chief security officers, and security chiefs who control the armoury, the men and the resources, have done all the good they could do to those over who they rule, many Nigerians who have been felled by bandits in Zamfara, Kaduna, Katsina and other states in the past few weeks would not have been numbered among the dead today. If all who have been saddled with the duty of securing the people will live up to their responsibility, no Nigerian will die like a dog, none will be butchered like a cow and none will be killed like a common criminal. But governance in Nigeria is tilted in favour of those in power and their cronies while the majority only gets the short end of the stick.

When leaders fail in their responsibility, followers live horribly and die cheaply.

May God grant the souls of Nigerians killed by bandits, terrorists, and ethnic militias eternal rest.