By MajiriOghene Etemiku
As part of what I do in my spare time, and in line with my belief
that the earth is the Lord’s with the fullness thereof, I tend a farm in my
compound. On that little farm, I cultivate shallow rooted crops like maize,
watermelons, tomato and pumpkins leaves and manage a mini poultry. Every
morning after my family wakes up and finish with our prayers, we descend on our
farm. And on weekends I would gather the whole family together to weed
the farm, tend and water our crops. While in the farm, the feeling is akin to
obedience to a holy injunction that we should till the earth, subdue and take
care of it.
*Buhari |
Some of my friends and
colleagues who have seen my farm are pleasantly surprised at the emerald
effervescence of my maize, melon and pumpkin. They have no idea that I had
taken the trouble to visit the ADP in Benin
City for healthy seedlings which I understand can be
harvested in three instead of six months it takes for crops to mature. I know
that Nigerians are a laid-back lot, preferring to import food rather than grow
it. My wife has happily taken to harvesting pumpkin and water leaves from this
farm with which she prepares the family’s favourite – vegetable soup.
I don’t joke with my
farm. I am my farm, my farm is me. Even though it is not as large and as
capital-intensive as the Obasanjo Farms, I take great pride in it. I see myself
as a metaphor for the thousands in my village Uzere who have invested time,
money and their lives into eking a living from the land like our ancestors.
Touch my farm, go near it and you would be looking for trouble. I remember growing
up as a child in Uzere – that I ate so much fish and so much kpokpo gari to the extent that it seemed like paradise.
Over the years,
however, as a result of the activities of the Nigerian government and its
cohorts, the multinationals that prospect for oil to feed Nigeria , nearly
every piece of land and river has been polluted. The pawpaw trees are dead, the
cassava, the yams are not growing anymore and that is because the soil is
soaked with crude oil. The rivers where we once took a haul of shrimps and
baskets of eba and ero fishes, where we once took our bath
and drinking water are all dried up. In their places are artificial lakes, aka
burrow pits that have dislocated the aquatic balance of our community. When it
rains, we dare not drink the water, and that is because gases that have been
flared since 1957 in
my village coagulate and return as gooey residue on the pots and pans which we
put outside to collect the rain water. These were the issues that Ogoni leader,
Kenule Saro-Wiwa, took head on, and which his predecessor Isaac Adaka Boro
championed before they were killed.
Ordinarily, one would
have thought that because of the fact that our lands feed Nigeria ,
certain choice appointments would have been reserved for our people. One would
have thought as well that some our people in whose custody proceeds from 13%
derivation were invested in trust for us would be doing the needful by being
transparent and accountable to us. But no, they’d rather take these proceeds
from processes that have nearly annihilated our farms and rivers, and invest
them on vested interests. And if this is not travail and harassment and
marginalisation enough, a new spectre – marauding herdsmen armed to the teeth
with AK47s – are the new threats to our source of life.
I have quickly brought
in the fact of these Fulani being armed with AK47s because Fulani herdsmen are
mere employees of the wealthy owners of the cattle they herd. Fulani count
their Swiss Francs and the Euros and their dollar and their Remnimbi in their
cattle. Just as I value my farm so does the Fulani, and would stop at nothing,
even the taking of human life to protect his cattle! What makes me different
though is that I cannot take the life of a human being because of an animal.
These herdsmen seeking
pasture for their damned Bororo cattle have killed hundreds of farmers in Agatu Benue State , in Osun, Delta, Taraba, Edo and lately Enugu states. Two
reports, one in The Guardian and Independent, titled Tears As Man Killed by Herdsmen Is Buried
and Fulani Herdsmen Kidnap DELSU Staff in
Kwale, (22nd April, 2016) respectively chronicle the repercussions of the
daily and brazen attacks by Fulani herdsmen, especially on those in the South,
and more frequently after the inauguration of Buhari as president.
President Buhari is
Fulani, former head of state and former soldier. He declared in his assets that
he has 270 heads of cattle. My take is that anyone naïve to believe that
it is the President’s herdsmen who are killing Nigerians has to be a very
irresponsible person. But all this while that his cousins and kinsmen have been
plundering and murdering and ravaging our farms, he has not deemed it fit to
order the IGP of Police to round these criminals up. Rather, he took up the
matter of pipeline vandals very personal, threatening that he would deal with
them like Boko Haram. This is indeed unfortunate and unbecoming of a man
elected to be father of all and who said in his inaugural speech that he
belonged to no one.
Let the President know
that his body language emboldens those herdsmen, who believe that they have him
as one of theirs and can get away with anything. He had better call them
off and quickly so. That our people have been quiet and have not taken the laws
in theirs should not be misconstrued for cowardice.
*Etemiku, Communications
Manager at Africa Network for Environment & Economic Justice, (ANEEJ) writes
from Benin
(majirioghene@yahoo.com)
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