Good Morning my beloved fellow Nigerian, I am Micheal Onyedika Egwuonwu, a fellow disillusioned, unhappy yet hopeful Nigerian like a greater percentage of the 160 million or so who wake up and sleep, effectively questioning the rationale and purpose of life as we know it here in Nigeria, why of all the baskets in the gene pool, and all the nation-buckets in the waiting the line, God decided that being a Nigerian in this age and time was the “IT” and why I ended up here.
I am also one of the few that have decided that such naked, base and never fulfilling questions would only continue to fuel self-pity and a desperate psychological cycle of despair, sinking us further into the very mud we hope to escape.
To be different, we must not only think differently, we must act, react, respond, and approach conclusions and assumptions arising from every action, reaction and indeed, inaction, from a different perspective.
Evolution was not conferred upon man by choice, necessity is by force. It starts a fire of hunger, of a different kind. To which satisfaction cannot be provided by that which have, a moment prior.
Our country, our future, our hope, our aspirations, today lies hemorrhaging, with a dagger deep in her heart, held in place, and she prostate, by the old guard, for whom the bleeding colossus represents an infinite source of sustenance towards a dastardly lifestyle, and infinite wealth.
Do not be deceived my people by promises of those who their hair have turned gray and light left their eyes, if you have tasted power and wealth, wealth sustained by power as the old guard have, the concept, the very errant thought of handing such reins over to a whole new generation, is as abhorrent and distasteful as the king dancing naked in the market square doused in the excreta of skunks, surrounded by pigs, clothed in rags, watched by the populace with a selection of the finest damsels the kingdom can boast of , cheering him on.
How discordant this mental picture paints in your mind, Alas that is the same vein in which the ones that are hemorrhaging our nation view your pathetic whimpers and whining for change.
The very wise few amongst them have realized two things and it has shaped their perspectives and approach towards life and the milking of the nation,
a. No one lives forever
b. Someday, somehow, change must come
To this end they have tried to propagate their hegemony my infusing their offspring onto us in via mainstream activities and in business where they would continue the milking, albeit legally, while they gain the political grit and grasp to take over the dagger in the heart of the nation.
Glad for them, NOT ENOUGH FOR US.
To salvage what is left of this “Once great Nation” and kickstart the onerous process rebuilding it back it its greatness, the 70 million youths at home and 20 million or so outside the shores of Nigeria, MUST take hold of their own lives, knowing fully well that therein lies their destinies, collectively and individually.
I dare deliver this verdict, ungloved and uncut, The salvation and rebirth of this once great nation cannot be midwifed by the same crop of individuals who are directly or indirectly responsible for her very demise.
It is time for these “omni-present” “council of elders” with birthdays rooted in the 1920’s 1930’s, 1940’5 and 1950’5 to give way for the ones born in the ones born in the 1960’s, 1970’s 1980’s and 1990’s to go ahead and confront the demons and the angels they’ve left behind.
The new class has been severally and roundly classified a “inexperienced” by the old guard (a useless moniker designed to keep them in relevance), they tend to forget that on no account can experience by garnered by a bystander who does nothing in a critical process such as leadership.
The new class has also been accused of youthful exuberance by the old guard, while thy aptly forget that on the picture stands and in the albums, we see that they came into leadership position as young men.
To this end, I stand before you all and I make this clarion call, in this 34th year of my life, I seek 34 million or more young Nigerians between the ages of 18 to 45, who are willing and able to change the course and cause of this seemingly rudderless ship, to come forward and be counted amongst men, or you can it back and watch a few of us whom you tag as hopeless, do the seemingly impossible, thus denying yourself of the exhilaration best likened to jumping out an airplane from near space with nothing more than your tiny parachute and landing safely on your backyard, just as your son is about to start the family barbecue.
Great Young men, the journey won’t be easy, some will not make it, some will betray the cause, however the truth still is, WHERE WE ARE GOING LOOKS NOTHING LIKE WHERE WE HAVE BEEN, as such where you are coming from will only color the land and the dreams of where we will be.
I call upon you all, rom all works of life, irrespective of your religious or ethnic background, LETS STAND TOGHTHER, STAND TALL, STAND STRONG AND THEREIN WE STAND A STRONG CHANCE THAT WHAT WE WILL BUILD WILL STAND FOREVER.
If you are convinced by this message and fell the fire in your bones, if you see the same dreams like I do with your eyes wide open, you will reach me, you will know how to reach me, when you reach me, you will meet other believers waiting to start the journey of taking our country forward.
God Bless Nigeria, God Bless YOU