HORRORS OF EMPTY STOMACH!

The nightmare of Nigerians

Going to bed empty stomach is now a norm to million of Nigerians, but how about going to bed with this empty stomach, and with the hope of waking up the next morning only to be wake at 9pm by who you do not recognised.

In your sleepy state, you can not figure out what is happening, you rubbed your eyes only to meet your end ( death) in human forms standing in front of you. Your house is razed, your mother begged that they kill her and allow you and your siblings to live. All her plea falls off a duck's back. She's locked inside her house, same with you and your siblings.

Your house is set ablaze while you hear your mother and siblings screaming, shouting for help and there is nothing you could do perhaps you were trying to save yourself from the burning inferno too.

How you survived the inferno is an unwanted miracle, a nightmare that will live with you forever. The scenario above is exactly what one Blessing, and many other residents of Yelwan Zangam community in Plateau State experienced in the ungodly hour of a fortnight ago. At exactly 9pm, terrorists recognised by this administration as bandits, raided her community, killed 35 innocent citizens, set their homes ablaze and left the community in anguish.

Her home was burnt with her, her mom and siblings in it. How she survived is still a miracle. She's lying in the hospital right now while our leaders are busy making noises, talking about 2023. I wish our youths can pull that same energy during #EndSARS and #endbadgovernance to decide their fate in 2023.

~~ READ THE EXCERPT BELOW AS PUBLISHED BY The Guardian ~~~

"One of the victims, Blessing, said it was a miracle how she survived. She said she would have died having watched her mother and her seven siblings burnt to ashes. While raining curses on the attackers, she said her mother had begged the attackers to kill her only and leave the children but her pleas to the gunmen fell on deaf ears. She said the attackers shot the room and set it ablaze, adding that she did not know how she survived."

~ Patrick Ekong

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