Last weekend, in a community called
Aluu in Port Harcourt, 4 Uniport (University of Port Harcourt) students were mobbed and gruesomely killed by the residence of the community who believed they were criminals. Now, the true story has come out, and the whole thing happened to be a misunderstanding that could have been resolved...it's so sad the boys are nolonger here. Nigeria's number 1 rapper, M.I felt so touched by this unfortunate incidence, and decided to speak out on it...or more like, write on it.
Read his heartfelt note below-
The hope is the worst part of it.
The way they lay there, beaten and broken, battered and bruised. Knowing their end had come for certain. Knowing that the crowd meant to see this through to the end. And yet, in the midst of all this certainty, in some small corner of their hearts, hoping. That something would happen, some miracle perhaps.
I am speaking of course, of the #Aluu4, students of University of Port Harcourt who were beaten and set ablaze last week.
I’d heard the news sometime last week and devoted all of 10 seconds of thought to it. I wondered briefly who the students were, and what could possibly have driven them to steal. I briefly wondered if they were really guilty but my mind quickly shied away from where that road could lead. I remembered all the stories I grew up hearing about thieves and the instant justice meted out to them, and mentally shook my head.
That would have been all, I suppose, but for the video. I saw the video, and it is probably the most gruesome thing I have ever seen, and the worst I ever hope to see.
Hope.
There, I’ve said it again. Somehow it seems there is no escaping it.
Because when things like this happen, it seems our default reaction is to hope it will never happen to us or any one we know or love. Then we hope that our religion and hard work and luck will exempt us from senseless suffering. Sometimes we hope that right thing will be done, the wrong doers brought to book, and the victims receive some sort of justice.
Every day we hope the country we live in will be a better place for us and for our children.
And that is the problem with hope.
That we have allowed it to cripple us and render us inactive.
You , me, all of us who sit by hoping and doing nothing to change.
The question is not whether or not the 4 boys stole anything. That is quite besides the point.
Let us ask instead: What do I need to ensure my children do not grow up hearing stories like these?
What would it cost to make this country and are we willing to pay the price?
Because if I were there that day, would I have spoken up and done my best to put a stop to it? Or silently stood by, condemning the actions in my heart, but doing nothing? Would I have been seized by the bloodlust and fear and anger myself, and spurred them on with my shouts, and cries for blood, maybe tossed in a rock or two for good measure.
The society is a mirror of each of us. It is sad and sickening that this was allowed to happen. It shows us all what we are capable of, what w will each do given the right set of circumstances.
These 4 murdered men, their deaths should not be in vain. If anything good could come out of a mess so sordid, let it be that every Nigerian begins to think about the problem and what to do to solve it. Let it be that we understand the problem is ourselves and our failure to take a stand against injustice and lawlessness over the years. Let it be that we promise ourselves never to let this happen again. Not on our land. Not as long as we’re alive.
I hope this time we get it right.
#Aluu4
Instead it be them, let it be me/since i will die, inevitable/then let be said/when i'm dead/some mother was free, some mother was fed/some mother not me/was able to see/as long as we live in a country where no one is safe, no one is safe/we only evade, try to escape the imminent doom/but closer the date looms...
It feels like I stood their watching. The pain and the brutal torture. And added my silence to the violent screams of burn and torture...If life is a painted portrait, who puts dark colours in em. If there is a God in Heaven, surely he is whipping now. As all the blood is shedding. As all these people drown. God help us all. Rest in peace Chidi. Rest in peace Lloyd. Rest in peace Tekena. Rest in peace Ugonna. Rest in peace to the students murdered in Adamawa state. Rest in peace to those two young girls.
