Femi: In need of Consolation

Another group of mourners we don’t want to see their crocodile tears are members of the House of Representatives, who are buying 7 cars at the princely sum of 400 million. Imagine what this would have done to the life of Diana, the solid rock of Femi’s life. Today she lies cold and a mere figure in the statistics of failed government. She will be counted as a promising, vibrant lawyer cut down in the prime of her life by a curable disease, yet our leaders are busy looting us dry. Had Femi being a member of House of Assembly or his father a Senator, Minister or State Governor, would Diana have died at the prime of her life? Wouldn’t she have been flown abroad or go on lesser Hajj?

Those who can fix our health sector care less about us, who battle daily the numerous infections from malnutrition through water borne diseases to preventable mosquito bites. No poor man suffers from kidney failure or cancer at the rate rich men do. The sicknesses of the poor, inclusive of infant mortality are curable only if our leaders can be honest about providing quality leadership. Cuba a third world nation has improved on her Medicare and life expectance has risen to 70. What is keeping Nigeria from attaining such heights? Malaria and typhoid kill more children/adults in Nigeria than any of these exotic sicknesses, yet the Federal Government will rather vote billions to trivialities than invest in eradication of stagnant water, recycling of waste instead of baba mbola dumping it in water ways, and dirty environment that plays host to anopheles mosquitoes and other vectors.  

We would not celebrate her with Elton John’s Candle in the wind nor will the flag be at half mast but for those who knew her in the brief time her shadow crossed theirs, Diana radiated energy, love and compassion. For me, I saw in her the truth of Proverbs 31 Vs.10. She may not win a beauty pageant but her inner strength and character is as tall as she was and she had a beautiful soul. Her starling qualities in public though, made Femi the envy of most wrongly paired couple. She was eager to learn and a regular member at our shrine. With calm smile and hanging unto Femi like a second skin, she listens to us quarrelling, disagreeing to agree on numerous political issues while waiting for CAC to release our jobs. I remember the day I faked anger at her. Her prompt apology consumed me with shame. As I write this, if I had any tear drop left, I would have shed it, not for Diana but for Femi.   How can we console Femi whose sunshine has gone away?  When another man’s mother’s corpse is carried from the mortuary, a passerby feels a bundle of garbage is heading for decomposition. I   am sure Femi is sore and the only song echoing in his sorrowful mind is Lord Why Me. None of us can feel it like Femi but suffice it to say that he who mourns the dead mourns himself and with the words of Brutus, I console Femi; “that we shall die, we know; ‘tis but the time.” Her time came though fastened by bad governance. Femi, cry for your beloved, grieve as much as you can, for tomorrow will not bring her back or add life to the joy you had with her which is now memory. Femi, do not be in a hurry to make promises for the Diana I know, will want you to be happy after you have expressed your grieve. She gave you her best and will want you to keep on living courageously for both of you. I dare ask you to mimic the rich who start a foundation for disease XYZ that killed their beloved and start the fight against bad governance. Femi, join the forces against bad water in Nigeria. For you the living, who turned CAC file room to grieve centre at the announcement of Diana’s transition to immortality, the only grieve Diana can appreciate is your standing up against those in authority who use our commonwealth for the enrichment of themselves and their family. Those who can afford bottled water while the millions of Nigerians cannot rely on Water board, whose pipes are buried in gutters and run through septic tanks.

We cannot but envy Diana for she has gone to rest and have stopped worrying about the fear of death. We the living can only but think of how will our last day be. Will we be remembered by our good works or will the heaven hide from our soul at the expiration of our tenancy in this flesh?  Femi should take sanctuary in the fact that he had the rare privilege of sharing life with a wonderful submissive woman. If I am to recommend a wife to any of these chronic bachelors, a woman with Diana’s quality will be top of the chart; a woman who with patience stands against all odds with his man. You need to see her rush like a tadpole, while Femi waits like a crowned prince. If there was a marriage made in heaven, Diana was a perfect match for Femi. Who will love Femi unconditionally, enduring him and believing in his dream of a better day like Diana? Adieu Diana we all shall join you soon!

 

 

 

 

 

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