By: Andy Akporugo Jr –
Today is Sunday in Ozubulu and again they would have amongst others, an early morning mass at St Phillips Catholic Church just as daylight pushes from behind the darkness of tonight.
Adherents will remember “Bishop” in the same way that a maiden remembers a favourite uncle who provided everything she needed but who, along with his friends, took away her virginity. They will yet go to church but would be careful not to walk in front of anyone who they do not know from home as they enter, and when any unfamiliar car drives onto the premises of the church, it would be welcomed by fear; the sermon would pause with the Priest keeping better vigil for the closest door, now conveniently standing just a few metres behind the lectern with which it has just recently become dearer neighbours.
Congregants would not arrive in flimsy shoes that could impede speed and the seats that would be the last to fill will be those farthest from escape. When they pray, they shall be allowed to keep their eyes open and when they proceed from their seats to give offering or take communion they shall be allowed to go with all their belongings. Yes they will continue to believe in God but now they will take firm responsibility for their own safety!
Their masses will always be in remembrance of the events of August 6 2017. It’s now the burden of their faith. But do the rest of us remember and if we do, will we remember enough to insist that justice is done to the victims and their families and that the abomination against our society is forever redressed?
This is the minimum that our humanity demands of us. If we fail, then without any doubt, we are beasts!