by Simon Obinna Nwachuya
It is sunset in the land of the rising sun.
Today with gloom, the sun shines as our smiles are soured with grief.
We go to the history books and read nostalgia, reading through chapters of proud, foresight, royalty, stubborn, folly, honour, anger, pain, and more often, bravery.
We shall see an ant stake as much claim to the jungle as the elephant as when a boy stood up to his teacher.
We shall see Kinta Kunte in a golden chariot when a boy rode to school in a Bentley.
We shall shout “folly”, but who are we to question the vision of the Eagle even though our books would tell us of History and not Law.
We shall see a king in a feast of commoners as a young man went to tell his-story in the Palm wine town of Udi.
We shall see “a lion’s heart” in choice as Oxford is thrown to the gutter for a life of valour & sacrifice.
And as the old saying goes “a gold fish has no hiding place”
We shall read a tale of peace in a bee hive and of calm slumber in a storm in the morning of January 15th.
What comes next would only sound like a whisper of noise just as the drums of war roll and the dance of survival begun , the book would only write HIS-story.
The Story of a man imprisoned by destiny, a black Moses (see the beard) leading through a wilderness at home to the land of rising sunshine or was it sunset?
If courage has a face, it looked like the historian. If names are written in gold, here is one cast in platinum. If a man was borne to lead ODUMEGWU was that man.
And as we turn d pages of our books to this day and on, we shall only tell tales but it shall be the Tales of a legend.
The Legend – Chukwuemeka Odumegwu Ojukwu
Farewell Ikemba , FareWell
Live your Dreams : Wear your Passion
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