13/03/2025
Dear son, sorry I couldn't protect you from the evil death that took you away, you will have been 10years old yesterday, 12th of March 7years ago, I was in the kidnappers den when life was stuffed out of your life, till today I am still wondering how come, I left you home healthy, your mum called me while in the kidnappers den that Samson is dead, she left the house to report at the police station that her husband was kidnapped while she left Samson with the proprietor of a school she was teaching then, I couldn't know why she didn't go with Samson to report at the police station that I am kidnapped, the news of Samson death really makes me sad, I cried bitterly in the kidnappers then, till today the shock and memory still linger on in my heart, Samson is a very brilliant chap, lively and kind, while I was mourning my dear baby boy in the kidnappers den, another strange thing occur, the kidnapper demanded for ransom, Nigeria police force at Igando police station in Lagos state did very unprofessional job that I can't Imagine that any responsible institution will ever do, after she report this matter officially at the station, I expect the police to carryout their responsibilities, Instead my wife was brainwashed, she was given a bag full of paper, according to her she was asked not to open the bag that it was 5million the ransom demanded by the kidnapper that was inside the bag, she was put on a bike, she took the bag with her to the kidnappers den location where they ask her to drop the 5million naira before they will release me, surprisingly she did not open the bag as instructed by the police, the police officer told her that they will follow her up with another bike, lo and behold, the kidnappers pick up the bag , came to where I am, open the bag expecting to see money, my people, no 50kobo in the bag, the bag was loaded with papers, please just imagine the kind of beating and torture, it is only the special grace of God I was not killed, I was mercilessly beating to stupor to the extend that news spread everywhere then that I have been killed by the kidnapper, Samson, your death is suspicious but I have vouch with my creator not destroy or take revenge on anyone, I leave your matter to almighty Allah, he knows how to handle whoever cut short your life at that tender age. I am not willing to write epistle today, just to celebrate and remember you even at death.
Dear son keep resting in the bossom of God almighty, you made me believe in reincarnation, you came back immediately in another body.
Daddy loves you even in death.
Kolawole Okedara