"DELICIOUS EGUSI" 1

Those seemingly insignificant pleasures--cheap but relish-able home-made food, licit amorous cuddling--keep our sanity in check in this maddening enclave where fighting for ones fundamental rights is jostled and declared anti- government: where every governmental ministry acts hypocritical to its publicly encoded functions.

Thus, we are spoon-fed: “Police is your friend" bold, capitalized, and placarded in all offices. Yet, how friendly have our friends been? How friendly will they get before we grasp our rights back? Maybe soon, as those little pleasures we abandoned ourselves in, are even further stifled.

When we realize that 'heaven' and 'hell' actually reside on earth first, and that we were all born bloodied without choosing a particular family. By chance of birth, some are poor but our penury is not a denial of rights. Would you be disinterested in the kind of future your children would have when you realize the total stipend you earn cannot even build a house? Yet someone has several houses and cars, nationwide and outside the country, withering away. Those people must be super-human-- gods, that we need to worship with our sweat and blood. Maybe they were even born with a special mark and the blackened police force, because of their guns, is hallowed guardians of these semi-gods.

Brother, let's eat our "delicious egusi" and hope tomorrow will be better magically. The thief may actually decide to return the yam he has stolen for us to change our fufu to pounded yam. Should the "egusi" finally stop? Won't you pick up arms against the gods?

--toonday

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