A LETTER TO TOMORROW
-WRITTEN BY JOY ALIMIGBE
Tomorrow is the hope of every man today. The pregnant woman awaits the arrival of tomorrow to behold her baby. The breastfeeding mother tells her suckling baby that tomorrow holds great promises for them.
Young children are being reminded everyday that they’re the leaders of tomorrow. The man with shattered dreams convinces himself that at the dawn of tomorrow everything will be new. Just as everyone looks up to tomorrow for great promises, they’re still uncertain of what tomorrow will be, it could be good or bad.
Growing up as a child I’ve always been reminded that tomorrow is pregnant and no one knows what it will bear. So in great curiosity I write my letter to tomorrow.
The great and mighty tomorrow, I’ve often wondered of what you will look like, I’m so eager to meet you. The agony of today has kept us in suspense of how you will treat us but my only encouragement is what my mother always tells me that if I make hay today while the sunshine shine, tomorrow will definitely be good to me.
Today has swallowed the joy of many, death means nothing to today as it has slaughtered people like animals, living corpses to litter the street and the echoes of wailing widows and orphans have become the country‘s most played song.
Today’s governance has indeed “changed” our country into what we never imagined. The change we fought for has changed our three square meals into one meal a day while the most unfortunate goes to bed with the hope of eating in the dream.
Today’s change came with different techniques to fight corruption and the masses rejoiced that finally the country will be good, surprisingly the word change is now synonymous to corruption in the country.
Oh! Evil now seats on a golden throne today as it now commands our youths to behead people for riches and fame. Today presents you with a laptop and welcomes you into the world of hustlers, they’re convinced that they’re paying the white people back for exploiting their country‘s resources by duping them.
Today if you weigh education and entertainment on a scale you will discover that education is empty as all energies are pushed into the entertainment industries, gradually education is fading. Schools are just places to acquire certificates not knowledge in the hope of acquiring jobs that never exist.
Today’s educational system has really helped make students “lazy Nigerian youths” as they all seat at home leaving their fate in federal government‘s hands believing that Asuu will one day make them live their dreams of becoming graduates.
Today’s “lazy Nigerian youths” are used as Egyptian army when it comes to stealing of ballot boxes and thugs the country’s so called election. It’s funny the roles our old leaders give our young and vibrant youths to play in politics or should I rather say shame on the young men who carry out the dirty jobs?.
Today’s atrocities remind me of the story of Sodom and Gomorrah, Men are gradually turning themselves into women. Women now prefer to marry themselves, Marriages used to be sacred but today divorces are more celebrated than the union of man and wife.
Today’s Christianity is making people question the existence of God because people are too lazy to read the Bible and understand God, they’re all eager to see the dead man live again and the blind man seeing again, Miracle seeking Christians have given room to fake prophets that present you with the problems and never give the solutions.
Finally they say today has ushered us into “the next level” while we’re yet to recover from the change that’s brought us more mysteries that we can’t unravel, today’s next level has made me remember how it used to be.
Yesterday is a history to us today, as we now live the the stories of our fathers days, some people say yesterday brought us to the doom we’re living in today, while others tell the stories of yesterday with smiles on their faces.
Holding on to the stories of yesterday won’t help me face the reality of today or anticipate the arrival of tomorrow. Someone needs to tell the happenings of today as a story to the generation that will call today yesterday.
So tomorrow, while I anticipate and pray for your quick arrival I won’t forget to write the happenings of today in the sands of time, as a reminder to tomorrow that some histories don’t have to repeat themselves.
To our almighty tomorrow, I urge you to come as quickly as possible so that you can still meet the cheer team that awaits your arrival in good shape. We pray thee to come fast before today sees the end of us all.
I know our dear tomorrow will come with great armor to fight our fears of uncertainty and liberate us from corruption. Please don’t forget to come with great leaders that will be of the people’s choice and not the camouflaged ‘elected‘ leaders that will loot us to settle the cabal that determine their fates in government. Leave those weapons of mass destruction behind and come with good technologies that makes life easy.
I also wish you come with truthful men and women of the jury that will help bring justice to people because you have a lot to judge and settle before your departure.
– Written by Joy Alimigbe.
Joy Alimigbe is a content writer, a freelance writer also a script writer. A graduate of The University of Uyo, Akwa ibom state. Studied Communication Arts. Reading, writing and traveling are things I love to do and I’m presently undertaking classes to help me advance my writing skills.
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