BY ANIEFIOK ESSAH
Lord Jesus, Yours Aniefiokly is not pleased celebrating your birthday in proxy. I wish you were here. Please, come quickly. Mbok, Eyen-Abasi, idighe usongenyin, idighe emiom, sob di. Do not even wait till Christmas. My hitherto peaceful fatherland is now a boiling cauldron – anything may happen. I desperately need you in my country (Nigeria), especially in my ruled-land-ruined State (Akwa Ibom). Your presence with even a drop of love or piece of peace would make a difference.
I need you in our land, especially, because there’s no man, no politician or political party that is interested in “Duty, Honor, Country”. Our leaders have all sinned and gone short of the glory of their citizens or followers. Their love for money overwhelms love of Country or State or Local Government. Our own dear native land is at the brink of destruction, it’s at the verge of explosion. I, and not I alone, need you because you are the mediator, advocate and redeemer of mankind who towers over Presidents, Governors, even the best of Counsellors, Psychologists and Therapists. You are the spiritual phenomenon whom we should catch fresh because there’s no other like you.