THE FALL AND RISE OF PLATEAU.

In July 1976, 4 Palestinian terrorist hijacked an air flight “139” crew enroute Paris from Tel-aviv. They forced the crew to land in Entebbe, Uganda. There, about 40 Jewish passengers were held hostage with their safety contingent.

The terrorist demanded 5million dollars…
After considerable debate, the Israeli government employed the elite commando unit “Sayeret matkul” during operation Entebbe to execute the daring rescue. His name was Yonatan (Yoni) Netanyahu.

To cut the long story short, it was a successful mission, the hostages were saved, but the last person to board the plane was Yoni. And he was shot in the back. He died. Yoni was the only casualty.

Fast forward to 1996- 1999 and 2009 till date. Israel elected her new prime minister. His name “BENJAMIN NETANYAHU” The younger brother to “Yonatan Netanyahu”. Anyone who keeps up with history and politics should know of the ongoing war between Israel and Palestine.

Now, through this spectacle of wanton cruelty that occurred in 1976, which lead to the demise of Yoni. And later the emergence of Ben, Undoubtedly, the Palestinians are paying dearly for what they did 32 years ago.

Some people like the Jews, and some do not. But no thoughtful man can deny the fact that they are, beyond any question, the most formidable and most remarkable race which has appeared in the world.

“BACK TO PLATEAU STATE”

We’ve bled, we’ve lost, we’ve lagged, we’ve been cheated, our homes have been raged. Parents burying their Children. Children burying their parents. Our lands have been seized from us. Our homes have been ravaged, burned and our ancestral heritage has been taken away.

Students have been kidnapped, wounded, and murdered in cold blood.

However, THE MOST DIFFICULT STRUGGLE OF ALL IS THE ONE WITHIN OURSELVES. LET US NOT GET ACCUSTOMED TO THESE CONDITIONS. THE ONE WHO ADJUSTS CEASES TO DISCRIMINATE BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL. HE BECOMES A SLAVE IN BODY AND SOUL. WHATEVER MAY HAPPEN TO YOU, REMEMBER… DON’T ADJUST. REVOLT AGAINST IT.

IF THE TERRORIST PUT DOWN THEIR WEAPONS TODAY, THERE WILL BE NO MORE VIOLENCE. BUT IF PLATEAU STATE PUTS DOWN HER WEAPON TODAY, THERE WILL BE NO PLATEAU

ISRAEL LOST “YONATAN NETAYAHU”
GOD RAISED “BENJAMIN NETANYAHU” .
PLATEAU HAS LOST KUMS and many other people.

GOD HASN’T CHANGED MY DEAR FRIENDS, HE’S THE SAME, YESTERDAY, TODAY, AND IN A MILLION YEARS TO COME. IT TOOK ISRAEL 40 YEARS TO GET TO THE PROMISE LAND.

HOLD ON PATIENTLY PLATEAU. AND AWAIT YOUR TURN.

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LAW AND ORDER

THE GOVERNMENT. SECURITY. THE PEOPLE. CATTLE. FULANI HERDSMEN.

DIVERSITY

Nigeria is a country with a diverse people. Different in culture and lifestyle, ethnicity, beliefs, religion, interest, history, and ancestral link. But the beauty of the world lies in the diversity of its people.

However, we have found more reasons to be differentiated than we have to be united.

Through our technological and scientific genius, we have made of this world a neighbourhood. And we have not had the ethical commitment to make of it a brotherhood. If we do not live together as brothers, we will perish together as fools.

The Northerners, Southerners,Westerners, Easterners. The ones who have the oil, the agriculture, education, exposure, and development.

FULANI

The primordial lifestyle of the Fulani’s is one that defines them by cattle rearing and grazing. Clearly, the Northern states don’t have a favorable weather or soil for grazing. More so, with the increase in population, it is only sensible that the recurring genocide has been to harness new frontiers. With that, they will not just expand their territories but they will expand it to favorable conditions. Adding to that, if being able to prove citizenship to Nigeria, the Fulani fortunately have rights as well to graze, and to keep cattle. However, there is a common maxim in law: “SIC UTERE TUO UT ALIENUM NON LAEDES”. In other words the exercise of ones rights is subject to another persons right. Your right ends where another persons begins.

THE PEOPLE

Undoubtedly, the victims of these attacks are indigenous people who hail from the very places where they ate murdered in cold blood. These people have a right to life, to their lands, and to equal rights as awarded to them by the 1999 constitution. In the cause of living and an attempt to exercise their rights, there have been so much conflict and misunderstanding. However, the violence prohibition persons act says that there is no justification for violence. Whatsoever.

SECURITY

In the past times, there has been a break in confidence between the security and the people. In times when the security were needed, they weren’t there for the people. They haven’t lived up to what they should and hence, has lead to a loss of confidence in them by the citizens.

THE GOVERNMENT

Have not been very helpful either. In recent times, there has been little or no action taken by the government in regards to the people and what they expect. The government ought to set up a vigilante group. With members who hail from the villages that have been attacked. Members of all the communities should be adequately represented and be a part of their own protection. Anti-grazing laws should be set. KILL THE ELEMENT THAT GIVES LIFE. In a gentle way, you can still do what is right. Before its too late and you have not many options left.

Using the Fulani herdsmen in Plateau along with its neighboring States as a case study. It is important that we look into some questions.

Who are these Fulani herdsmen?

Who gave them guns?

Who have asked them to kill?

What are they fighting for?

Do Plateau and Benue have the highest number of herdsmen in Nigeria?

What are the government saying or doing about it?

Arguably, Plateau has the most favourable weather and rich soil in Nigeria. Fertile for grazing. And cool weather all year round.

LAW AND ORDER

Exists for the purpose of establishing justice and when they fail in this purpose, they become the dangerously structured dams that block the flow of social progress.

I think it is very important that the citizens get back their lands. Before the wounds are healed and maybe pardoned (because they can never be forgotten), there has to be a build of trust.

Of cause the Fulani cannot be chased out of the states, because as citizens, they also have rights. But the people can exercise their right by looking into the law.

With the nonchalant actions and ignorance of the government, one will begin to wonder why there is a lackadaisical reaction towards the insecurity.

I will state unapologetically that if the government do not stand for the people and fight with them, the people should feel free to replace the government with another who will. It Is enough that we are lagging behind academically and economically. We don’t have to loose out lives and lands as well.

The government of the day have failed woefully in their responsibility. Even to the most basic one of protecting its citizens. I ask, what is a government without the people?

Life is too short to stand for nothing. It’s too long to live for nothing. If the government cannot be charged for derailing and truncating the nascent democracy, do we really have a government?

As long as there’s blue sky above me. As long as there is life in my hands. As long as I draw breath and as long as I am sane, I will see to it that Plateau is taken and rebounded. My people will know Peace some day, The North will remember and Nigeria will rise again.

The question I ask again is how many youth feel obligated to do same? How many people in Nigeria still have hope for a better place for us? How many will take it upon themselves to stand for those who cannot stand for themselves. POVERTY IS THE WORSE FORM OF SILENCE

Until we are fed up, until we crave for change and until we are willing to sacrifice, Nigeria will know true joy. And the wick of life will burn quickly, without its people knowing profound joy.

Those who are able to see beyond the lie of their culture will never be understood. Let alone believed by the masses.

PWAJOK, JANE KANGYANG

THE DUCHESS OF MAGNILOQUENCE

ASSURANCE

TO LIVE IS TO CHOOSE.
BUT TO CHOOSE, YOU MUST KNOW WHO YOU ARE, WHAT YOU STAND FOR, WHERE YOU WANT TO GO, AND WHY YOU WANT TO GET THERE.
_Kofi Annan._

Our world today has become a place where derailing and truncating the nascent democracy has become the business of the day. We now define people by what they have now, and what we can see in them temporarily

Look out for SOMETHING better than wealth and riches.

For the female gender: God made them male and female. Every promise of God is for you as it is for the male. God meant for you to manifest fully and be the best of yourself. Other wise… This is how it affects our nation:

Our population statistics will show you women are 49.9% and men are 50.5%. Only a mad man drives a twin engine plane and flies with one engine. When it is meant to perform at its best with two engine.

When a nation has a population split of approximately 50/50, and does not maximise its population of women fold, it reduces and limits it’s own productivity by 50%.

Because the talents and abilities in the other 50% is locked down.

For both male and female, we will not all emerge at the same level at the same time. All I ask from you is to be the best of yourself at every moment of your life.

A Yoruba adage says:

All 20 children will not play together for 20 years

Our clock is different. So celebrate each others success bearing in mind that out turn awaits us. Its called “The circle of life”.

Today may be someone else but they are not your yardstick of measurement. Your turn will come.

At the right time the right things will happen.

All I ask for everyone reading this today Is this… We have the capacity to make the world a better place. I commit into your hands, the responsibility of growing Nigeria. Tell yourself everyday you wake up that.. “I AM NIGERIA” I AM THE CHANGE I WANT TO SEE IN THE WORLD.

I challenge us to rise above mediocrity. We live in a climate where there is a break in confidence between the government and the people, the people within themselves and the government within themselves.

My pejorative opinion is our spirits are too despondent. Obviously as a result of status quo and primordial events. But things don’t have to stay the way they are.

THE TIME IS NOW

THE PLACE IS HERE

THE DIFFERENCE IS YOU

PWAJOK, JANE KANGYANG

(THE DUCHESS OF MAGNILOQUENCE)

THE RACE

If you’re reading this now, I hope you view life differently in the next 10 minutes of being in my world.

I am not writing as one who understands life perfectly. Nor am I about to start an inspirational speech where I say how you’re not living at your best and blah blah blah.. I am writing as one who’s been screwed over many times by life, by chance and by time. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

I have observed something else in this world of ours:

The fastest runner doesn’t always win the race, and the strongest warrior doesn’t always win the battle. The wise are often poor and the skillful are not necessarily wealthy. And those who are educated don’t always lead successful lives. It is always decided by CHANCE. By being at the right place at the right TIME. Ecc 9:11(NLT)

It is Gods world and he would do with it ad he pleases. Unapologetically. Because he doesn’t owe us any explanation. So as we chase the wind and make plans for the future, REMEMBER YOUR CREATOR in the days of your youth.. We would never be as young as we are now.

On the other hand, every second that ticks, TIME IS HAPPENING. And every opportunity that comes our way, THAT IS CHANCE HAPPENING. Play your part… At the right time… Help a stranger, give abundantly, study hard, forgive, be kind, do the right thing. Be a good example. When the Chips are down, it is not the number of years in our lives that count. Its what we live behind. History wasn’t written by those who maintained status quo.

History was written by those who broke limits and weren’t limited by the boundaries and confines of the society…

STEP OUT OF YOUR MENTALITY AND DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING, OR WRITE SOMETHING WORTH DOING. BETTER STILL, live everyday as if it were your last and be the change you want to see in the world.

THE WRITER

This is a story about a young girl who uses writing to raise awareness and action- to solve the complicated socio-political, medical and religious issues and power dynamics alongside corruption that are largely to blame for the severity of Nigerian and African famine in the world today.

Beyond this pages, there are no restrictions to topics. Expect a wide range of diversity and try not be distracted by the writers awesomenessπŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰πŸ˜„πŸ˜„.

Ultimately, try not to figure out the writer. She can be completely understanding in one topic, and completely delusional in the next. I didn’t write so easily. Why should my readers comprehend easily?

I’m gonna take your mind and drown it in the deepest ocean and the tendency of resistivity from you is infinitesimally negligible.

The best thing you can have going for yourself is the element of surprise. I learnt a long time ago that familiarity did no good. So I began camouflaging in my pages. Truly life can’t get any better.

I AM LIBERATED FROM MY OWN CHAINS.

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PWAJOK JANE KANGYANG

TO HIS EXCELLENCY, BARRISTER SIMON BAKO LALONG…

The bible describes our lives as mists. That are here today and are gone tomorrow.

The only crime commited by the plateau man is the crime of love.

Proudly, our bible told us that the only outstanding debt we have is the debt of loving one another. We loved and we loved unconditionally. We loved and we loved to a fault.

Today, we die because we loved. Desolation has come upon us. Our crime has imprisoned and killed us.

Killed in cold blood. We are made fatherless and motherless and childless. Our lives have been equated to that of Cattle.

We weep and no one comes to our rescue.

Listen to this…

Our people are screaming- No one to help us.

Fire-burning our houses, rendering us homeless.

Slaughtered-like sheep and goats.

We sleep everynight wondering if its our last.

And eat every meal hoping its not the last time.

Each time we speak to a loved one, we pray and will it to happen again

Crying and pleading-where is the home of peace and tourism??

If this is the ending for us, then we will burn together.

If we die, we will all die together.

You think it is the fight of the berom man? Oh how pathetic…

They have come for us now, they will come for you shortly. And when they do, i hope you remember these words…

When it is too late for plateau state, I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it. And when you dream i hope you can’t sleep and i hope your conscience eats you..

I PRAY TO GOD THAT POSTERITY BE FAIR TO US… WHEN IT COMES TO YOU

but when all these happens, i hope you remember our people in barkin ladi and bassa and jos south. Who were murdered in cold blood. People who died during your reign.

AND YOU DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT IT.

OH SORRY. OF COURSE YOU DID SOMETHING.

YOU IMPOSED A 6PM TO 6AM CURFEW.
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PWAJOK JANE KANGYANG

WUROM SOGO😭😭😭 GASI HAYI BWEI

TO THE PLATEAU STATE GOVERNMENT.

We don’t get to choose our lives-when or where we are born. Usually even our names are decided before we come out kicking and screaming into the world. Fortunately or unfortunately, we found ourselves on the plateau. Fortunately because it is the beautiful heritage that we have. Endowed with good weather, fertile land, and a welcoming and hospitable people. Unfortunately because we are now both predator and prey in our homes. What crime did we commit?? Is it the crime of being nice? And law abiding? Or the crime of allowing this blood thirsty people occupy our space… like it was theirs in the first place.

The people we have accepted and made indigenous are killing us in cold blood and taking away our innocence. Our lives will never remain the same.

As a youth, you don’t keep us around to be nice to you. If you want nice, there are a bunch of people out there who will slit their throats to be around you. You have us to tell you the truth. And now this is the truth: The days of pretence are over. You have given them large brains and they are a disgrace to civilization. They only believe in senseless brutality and loathsome nonesense that goes in the name of religion.

Think twice before making widowhood womens only path to power. And orphanhood, childrens source of confidence. We have lost so much and we have much more to loose.

You have asked us not to take the law into our hands. Well, its easy for you to say because you are addressing christians. And as usual, we are “law abiding citizens”.

Our bible preaches peace. Our God says love. And our faith encourages forgiveness. Well, this fight is beyond tribe, or politics. Our lives are wasting, and our number reduces by the hour.

TO MY FELLOW YOUTH, i’d like to tell us that things will get better tomorrow. But I have seen many tomorrows and nothing has changed. You know why? Because we are tomorrow. And we live our tomorrow today. We deserve so much more than we are facing. Sometimes because something is yours doesn’t mean you will get it on a platter of gold. Most times you have to take what is yours. We demand more than a curfew. The so called curfew is to our disadvantage.

Plateau is ours. Its the only heritage we will ever get. And if we seat back, posterity will catch up with us like it will with this government.

I crave the indulgence of fellow youth to stand with me and challenge the ignorance of the government. This fight is not for the berom people alone. They have come for us now. They will come for you shortly. The longer we wait, the more strength they draw. We will either sink together, or soar together. Life is too damn short and too damn long to stand for nothing

The time is now.

The place is here.

The difference is you.

#PLATEAULIVESMATTER

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PWAJOK JANE KANGYANG

SOMEDAY.

I’d like to tell you that things will get better tomorrow. But i’ve been through so many tomorrows and nothing has changed. Each time I pressed the bottons with hope and each time, my hope was met with a crushing defeat. If i’m being honest with you i’ve been screwed more times than MccDonalds serves burger. At some point in my life I thought God took adverse pleasure in dangling hope before my eyes. Only to snap it away when I reached for it.

There’s about a snowballs chance in hell that things will ever get bettter. But here is what matters. Enjoy what you have now. Every little detail of where you are. Don’t focus on where you aren’t. Its a world that doesn’t play by our rules. Most importantly, we only live once.

No amount of suffering is truly enough to crush us completely. It only has the power that we give it. The worst things can happen to us but the next day the sun will rise and the sun will set and we will learn to live with the pain. Life will continue.

Someday we would all finish our schools. Attain the degrees, masters and PhDs, we’ll get married and create our own familes and nothing will matter except them, we’ll buy all the G-wags, Rolls royce, and Porches we dream of buying, we’ll live in big homes with our loved ones, we’ll meet all the famous people we wanna meet and eat all the richest and expensive foods, drink the best wines in the finest restaurants, we’ll fly first class and lodge in the best hotels, we’ll become grand parents and nothing we say will make sense because we’ll be old school. Someday we’ll die and be forgotten. And a new generation will be reborn. Gradually, our memories will fade into thin air.

If you felt insecure by the last sentence, you need to fix your life. When asked about what amazed him most about humanity, dalai lama once said;

Man sacrifices his health to make money. He later sacrifices his wealth to recuperate his health. He’s so anxious about the future that he doesn’t live in the present. The result being that he neither lives in the present nor in the future. He lives as though he’ll never die, and dies having never lived.

Take a breath, enjoy your life. Every single moment. The trees, the birds, the mountains, the atmosphere pregnant with rain. You’ll never get a second chance to live life the way you want to. There may be so much you’re missing out on. To be candid, tomorrow may or may not be fine. But never let the worries of it take away the beauty of today. You’ll never write a date like todays. Nor will you be your present age a second time, sadly life is too damn long and too damn short to spend the better part of it bitter.

Make mistakes, fight for what you believe in, Love immensely and deeply, live on your own terms-with regards to what you believe, learn daily, never regret any single move you’ve made.

I said someday because if you aren’t happy with what you have now or where you are, you’re most likely never gonna be… even if things “do get better”.

“I am not saying this because I am in need. For I know what it means to have in abaundance and what it means to be in abject lack. But I have learned to be content what ever the circumstances”.

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PWAJOK JANE KANGYANG.

CAMOUFLAGE

Camouflage is the most interesting of all arts and science. Its a game we all love to play every now and then. Or at least ‘I love to play’.

“Now you see me, πŸ‘£πŸ‘£πŸ‘£now you don’tπŸ‘…πŸ‘…πŸ‘…”.

Just when you think you know me I become a total stranger. You only know the things I choose to open up to you. Be careful right there… It may just be a trap. Me leading you to believe exactly what I would have you believe. But again, it may not.πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. I’m just a regular girl today, the next day I’ll have you asking yourself what planet you found me.

Its my security blanket. My adatation for survival.But then I dont like to play safe. I don’t like a stereotyped life. So I create my own world. It’s an illusion of changing myself into who I want you to think I am. And making my spectators believe I am that person. I make my audience fall for it. Distract them from the real strategy. And that’s where I keep them. When they begin to loose focus I create another distraction, drag them to a different empire in my world, make them feel like they got me right there. It’s like the game of chess. No. It is the game of chess. Only this time, I make the rules…

No one said you had to like it. Its a part of who I am. Like stripes on a Zebra. Create my space, and camouflage into it. Take me or not. I’m a Queen in my own empire now. I run my world. By my rules and standards. You do not like my way of conversing? You’re gonna leave.

Camouflage. A game we all like to play, but our secrets are as surely revealed by what we want to seem to be as by what we want to conceal.

You’re not there yet. You’re exactly where I want you to be. Thinking of me just as I would have you. Now don’t get too comfortable. Remember its my world and I can do whatever I please, with all my pieces. And oh.. You can’t get out of it. Its a trap and you’ve fallen.

Maybe all this is true. Maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s one of those games I play. Maybe I want to take your mind and drown it in the deepest ocean. Maybe I want you to think just as you are right now. Maybe the percentage of truth in all these is infinitesimally negligible. Maybe I’m just an illusion. But again, MAYBE NOT.

Stop trying to figure me out. I can bet with my bank account which is pretty fucking hefty that you can’t. Don’t listen to me I’m strange. The best thing they say you can ever have coming for you is the element of surprise. I learnt recently familiarity did no good. So I began living a silent and camouflaged life. Truly, life can’t get any better.

I AM LIBERATED FROM MY OWN CHAINS.

PWAJOK JANE KANGYANG

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APARTHEID AND PREJUDICE.

Look! Here comes a strike-bound travellers,a tribe of cannibals, a colony of barbarians connected and marked by slavery. A race nurtured and bred by a “Black woman” who is a social misfit to all white race.

My color is not my weakness, how dare you define me by my skin.
I see black and I see meekness.
You see black and you see weakness.
One true nationality is mankind…

The black woman” is an average and blooded minded woman. She’s dreaded,an atom of choking gases and smell of humanity.

Blooded minded woman?? We bleed the same color.

In the future as in the past, this black woman will build so many worlds.
Racism is mans gravest threat on the maximum hatred, For a minimum reason. Racism is a refuge for ignorance.

What do you know about ignorance?
Don’t you know that tolerance made you a promoter of devious atrocities?
You are a gold digger,a club singer and also a stripper
You’ve got no honor because a man of valor will not find you attractive.

And you think you are any better than I am?
What makes you any more of a human being than me? Or what makes you any more attractive than me?
Race and color is only an illusion.
The sun doesn’t care what color we are. It shines on us all. The wind blows us all. And when we die, we meet one creator, he is neither black nor white. He doesn’t see color, he sees faith.

How can a promiscuous woman like you speak to me about Faith.
You’re a party goer need I remind you
You took “Bloody Mary” in the bar and now you’re seeking salvation
Such hypocrisy cannot be overlooked,you should be thrown beneath the Earth.

Look who is talking to me about parties…
We had our lives and our culture..
Then you came and you colonized us, taking away everything we ever knew. You changed our names and redefined us. We were foolish as long as we needed to. How dare you judge me? You are in no position to speak of my lifestyle. You are no more righteous than I am. Aren’t you even ashamed that when you tried to subdue us we rose like MOUNTAINS and stood tall??
What more do you want from us??

I want nothing from you that I have not gotten
Not even your fowls nor the eggs kept rotten
I called you a mistake and abomination to humanity,without an apology
You got on my nerves because evil subdued your heart and demonic principles accompanied you.
Your skin color is greatly irritating and pours out awful body odour.

It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, respect and celebrate those differences. We build too many walls and not enough bridges. Our children may have to either cross those bridges, or be limited by those walls.
You’re myopic for condoning this school of thought.
Black lives matter. Black people are no less than you are. Learn this…Because the future is further than the past.

Blinded by hate speeches and ignorance on how to love, I have failed to understand that unity creates a mutual bond between us
I may have colonized and treated you badly, for all I know it was the best and moral way.
Now I have reasoned with your thoughts, your words became an eye opener to me.
I’m ever grateful for your maturity even when I gave you stones to eat for breakfast
You chewed it until your teeth felt the pain in your soul.

We black people. We’ve seen so much. We’ve accommodated and tolerated so much. Through and through, back to back, we have risen. Because its all we know how to do.
But things can not stay the way they are.
I don’t know what’s on the other side but I’m going. And you are coming with me.

That is definite.
It is the promise land where happiness, unity, love, forbearance and the like co-exist.
Color will not make us demons overnight, it will only create an avenue for mixture.
A mixture of both colors conjoining to form a brotherhood.
Once that will break free slaves,stereotypes, critics, racism and promote unconditional love.

Now to all the people out there, Caucasian, asian, american, african, mixed.

You may not be able to contol the events that happen but you can decide not to be reduced by them…

We are who we let ourselves be!!

Echoes of double minds