It's now a year since my fellow comrade corps members (Ajhuwaya) left this world in the process of serving their fatherland under the sun and in the rain with dedication and selflessness. The broad hand of death caressed them in the nakedness of our eyes and whisked them away. It was a shocking news that came mocking at our nation's insecurity, discord and dishonesty in this democratic dispensation. It placed every family whose children were and still are serving in pensive and melancholic situations. No parent wants his or her child to serve in the north since then. And then the federal govt came and gave all sorts of flimsy promises. Today, the promises are still barren and it seems to me a tract of hopelessness. It's one year now, the families of the deceased are still begging and hoping for the govt to fulfill their pact with them. What a country of broken promises. A country where no hero is recognised... if you die, you die for yourself. Does it even concern the authority how you died or for whom you died? No it does not. They are busy thinking of the next elections instead of the next generation like James Freeman Clarke admonished.

MAY THE SOULS OF THOSE CORPS MEMBERS WHO DIED DURING APRIL 11 ELECTIONS AND THE SOULS OF ALL THE CORPS MEMBERS WHO DIED DURING THEIR SERVICE YEAR REST IN PERFECT PEACE!
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