Read this and tell me Nigeria is fine.
A Nation That No Longer Hides Its Pain
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| Just a flickering light |
By Patience Gabriel Gutus
Nigeria is not just failing…
Nigeria is hurting her own people.
A place where dreams die before they even start breathing.
Mothers now pray just for their children to come back home alive… not successful, just alive.
There was a time bandits used to cover their faces.
Now they don’t even bother.
Because they already know nothing will happen.
They move freely, strike anywhere, and disappear without fear.
Not because they are powerful,but because the system meant to stop them is silent.
Even when they are caught, we say they have been “rehabilitated” and released back into society to continue life… while the victims are left to carry pain for a lifetime.
What kind of country teaches criminals to be confident?
We wake up to news that should break us
But somehow we scroll past it like it’s normal now.
Kidnappings. Killings. Hunger. Fear.
This is not normal.
We are stuck between fear and survival.
Fuel prices keep rising like we are being punished for something we didn’t do.
They say it’s debt.
Debt we never created… but we are the ones paying it anyway.
We are an oil-rich nation, yet we struggle to survive what comes from our own soil.
A land of abundance… but people are hungry, tired, and broken.
We are not poor because Nigeria has no wealth.
We are poor because something is missing… conscience.
While ordinary people are trying to survive the next day,
others are busy hiding the next billions.
Money meant for hospitals becomes personal houses.
Money meant for schools becomes foreign accounts.
Money meant for the people becomes inheritance for their children.
They don’t fix schools,because their children are not there.
They don’t fix hospitals,because they fly abroad for treatment.
They don’t fix the country,because they already escaped it in their minds.
So who suffers?
Us.
Young people no longer dream big,they dream of leaving.
Just escape. Just breathe. Just survive.
And those who stay… learn how to live with pain like it’s normal.
The ordinary Nigerian wakes up every day
with hope in one hand
and frustration in the other.
But the truth is this:
We are not supposed to get used to this.
Not to fear.
Not to silence.
Not to suffering.
Not to injustice.
We’ve normalized too much pain. Too much silence. Too much damage.
Nigeria is not just a place.
It is people....tired people, wounded people, still hoping people.
This is not just an article.
This is a cry.
A cry for change.
A cry for accountability.
A cry for a country that remembers its people.
Because if we keep quiet…
if we keep adjusting…
if we keep surviving instead of living…
One day, there may be nothing left to save.
Because a country where the innocent live in fear
and the guilty live in comfort…
is not just broken.
It is bleeding.
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