11/09/2021
Mad Changes❗❗
Nothing else is constant in this world but change. It has been so since the beginning, but my generation is experiencing a very"MAD" change, our fathers couldn't pre equip us for this change, well, it's because they never experienced it, never saw it coming, not even it their wildest nightmare.
In good old days, the toad doesn't run in day time for nothing, but it's totally different now, that same toad is always on the run presently, both day and night, for absolutely nothing other than fear. At the whisper of the breeze, he takes to his heels, at the faintest approaching step, he does same, he is clothed in insecurity, as a matter of fact, that toad has become a very skilled day time sprinter.
In their days, the fowls still fed before the corn cobs sprouted, but no! Mad Changes has occurred, the fowls of now have never seen a single tooth of a maize, neither do they have a means of survival, the only thing that keeps them alive is nostalgia and vain promises of better days ahead. They now saunter so feebly around, too weak to fly, that even the wind whistling by navigates them
Eneke the bird thought she out smarted the hunter by flying without perching, hardly had she flown past the horizon into this generation when she met her water loo, a sudden giant tornado enveloped her in a furious embrace and broke her wings. What will she teach her children? To fly without perching for fear of hunters or to perch without flying for fear of tornados? No, she has become mute.
Even the onomatopoeic " Nwim" of the cassava leaf has become incessant, we now hear it as often as we listen, it has become a popular song and our ears are very familiar with its lyrics, we unconsciously join in the chorus and our incessant hisses and sighs forms the beat.
Mad Changes has occurred.
No! They didn't put a knife on the thing that held us together, Achebe, now, we've been handpicked and scattered abroad, the thing that held us together is still there, only it holds nothing.
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