Killed Over 10 million Africans but History forgot or never told us about him.


                 Most people have no idea of who is pictured above, but you should. The sight of this man should cause a similar revulsion to that of seeing Mussolini, Mao, Stalin or Hitler, as he committed an African genocide that resulted in the killing of over 10 million people in the Congo.His name is King Leopold II of Belgium. Most of people never learned about him in school, and have also most likely never heard about him in the media either. This is because he’s not included in the popular narrative of oppression (which includes things like U.S. slavery and the Holocaust). King Leopold II is part of an ongoing history of colonialism, imperialism, slavery, and genocide in Africa that would clash with the popular social narratives taught in our school system today. It doesn’t fit neatly into school curriculums where, paradoxically, it is looked down upon to make overtly racist statements. However, it’s quite fine not to talk about a genocide perpetrated by European capitalist monarchs that killed over 10 million Congolese. Belgium’s King Leopold II ran a personal empire so vast and cruel, it rivaled – and even exceeded – the crimes of even some of the worst dictators of the 20th century.When Leopold II ascended to the throne in 1865, he ruled with the kind of gentle hand that Belgians wanted from their king after the democratization of the country in the wake of the multiple revolutions and reforms. He had great ambitions of building an overseas empire, and was convinced, like most statesmen of his time, that a nation’s greatness was directly proportional to the resources it could extract from those colonies. Dakota 38 — 154 Years Ago Today, Govt Carried Out the Largest Mass Execution in US HistoryHe disguised his business transactions as “philanthropic” and “scientific” efforts under the banner of the International African Society and used slave labor to extract Congolese resources and services. His reign was enforced through work camps, body mutilations, torture, executions, and his own private army.The empire was known as the Congo Free State, and Leopold II stood as its undisputed slave master. For almost 30 years, rather than being a regular colony of a European government, Congo was administered as the property of Leopold II for his enrichment.

         A year after claiming the throne of England for nine days, Lady Jane Grey is beheaded for treason. Construction begins on the Gateway Arch in St. Louis.The world’s largest plantation, registering at 76 times the size of Belgium, possessed rich mineral and agricultural resources and lost nearly half of its population by the time the first census counted only 10 million people living there in 1924.Interestingly, when we learn about Africa in the U.S., we learn about a caricatured Egypt, the HIV epidemic, the surface level effects of the slave trade, and if you went to a good school perhaps something about South African Apartheid. We also see lots of pictures of starving children on commercials, safaris on animal shows and we see pictures of vast savannahs and deserts in films and movies.What we don’t learn about is the Great African War or Leopold’s Reign of Terror during the Congolese Genocide. Leopold II essentially turned Congo into his own personal part-plantation, part-concentration camp, part-Christian ministry, and yet history fails to retell the lessons of his tyrannical endeavor.It seems that when you kill ten million Africans — you aren’t called ‘Hitler’, your name never comes to symbolize the living incarnation of evil, and your picture doesn’t produce fear, hatred, and sorrow — rather your crimes are simply swept under the historical rug and the victims of colonialism/imperialism remain forever voiceless.

Xmas at the orphanage.


              The Yeltitude celebration season is here again.Festivals are an expressive way to celebrate glorious heritage, culture and traditions They are meant to rejoice special moments and emotions in our lives
with our loved ones. They play an important role to add structure to our social lives, and connect us with our families and backgrounds. They give us a distraction from our day to day, exhausting routine of life, and give us some inspiration to remember the important things and moments in life. Festivals were started to pass the legends, knowledge and traditions onto the next generation. Unfortunately, most of these traditions especially that linked with been humane practiced by the older generation are forgotten these days.

             Festive Periods at the orphanage are usually very sad as it is an opposite of what it is outside their walls. The inmates hope that their wishes will come true and that maybe someone will come to visit or they will go to visit their relatives.So many times, this is not the case and Festive period can be a lonely time for them.These kids at the orphanage don’t have people to provide them with presents, lavish them with hugs and showcase love but they do have US; You and me.Its easy to simply ignore or turn your eyes away from the suffering and problem the world has but we don’t have to as they need our love, care and compassion.

    Last year’s Xmas celebration was an amazing experience for me; I spent the eve of Christmas and some part of Christmas at the orphanage playing, serving and generally helping the kids develop their intellect. We danced, ate, drank, participated in games throughout Christmas eve. it was a wonderful experience. I was busy and loved every minute. Unfortunately time went quickly and when it was time to go, I dint want to return home.

        During my experience, I was amazed by the synegic skills they possessed.They all wanted to take part and help with great excitement even though they are all very young, they still respected the rules.The children in some way are grown-up; they do all their laundry themselves, clean and help prepare dinner. In other ways they are like very young children; Loving attention always; looking for a hug, to be carried around on your back or be chased around the area. One thing;they love to smile.

              I was also amazed by the incredible charge of optimism shown by all the volunteers that I met working there. The first few hours, I was wondering where all the staff found the daily energy, the optimism to smile, and the courage to encounter and solve difficult situations.I quickly found out that the smile and gratitude from all the children is the most powerful stimulant to continue.

            When you share with people, what you receive back is always more. What you do by supporting, organizing, and coordinating an orphanage is just a drop in the ocean but it is important to always remember that the ocean is beautiful and every single drop can make a difference.These lifes also deserve to be happy as they have done nothing wrong.As indicated in our Holy books;The act of continues charity is beneficial to a person even after death.Why not mortgage your future/Hereafter to a beneficial course? #Givingthosewithoutavoicecareandcompassion












Broken tooth;From fist once loved
scars in unseen ways.

Trust betrayed,Inflicted harm
Lost in emotions maze
Respect denied
Flows both ways
Diminishing esteem.

Sadness seeps; To aching marrow
Laughs a far off dream
Soul deep anger; Smoulders darkly
Sustaining life long pain

Time groans on
Fades memory
Deep wounds though; Scars still remain.

The state of Education in Nigeria


Education is said to be the equalizer of life’s chances, therefore a nation in the quest for development should pay critical attention to its educational sector to ensurethat people are given the best training needed for development.

Many countries are said to be “where they are today,” ruling the world in terms of industrialization, commerce and technology, not by sheer coincidence but through solid educational foundation and training; that had equipped its people with the requisite knowledge and skills relevant to their aspirations.

Nigeria in its 56 years of nationhood and had struggled to make education the central focus in its development,and as a result qualitative education is not accessible to all and only a few can afford.

Ayo wrote; “What we need as Nigerians and should be championed is a society that has systems and platforms with opportunities for it’s denizens to dream, aspire and prosper.

It is sad that most of the citizens especially the older generation, who got access to free education, either from the missionary schools or the government, while some got scholarship grants and opportunities that made them travel out of the country are now the ones that own or run educational institutions that charge exorbitant fees.

When you have a situation where 48,000 people apply to study at ABU (Ahmadu Bello University) and the school can only admit 8,000 people,  what happens to the remaining 40, 000people?

When all private universities, most especially the ones owned by religious bodies are unaffordable for the millions of members of their respective congregations. Many are denied the opportunity to dream, aspire and prosper.

We now live in a system where exuberant school fees are synonymous to qualitative education. Imagine if Nigerian private universities were charging 100, 000 naira at most, State Universities wouldnt dare raise their fees e.g Lagos state university raising school fees to 250k from 25k. Now that almost every church has or plans to have a university, the “unfortunate” members are left uninformed/uneducated as they simply can’t afford these fees, Yet they were the bedrock upon which God made possible the financing of the school.

They will say;
“For now, let’s continue “winning souls” and leave the task of educating them to the government. We will all get our rewards in heaven.”

Suspicion II ; Cruise Ship


A cruise ship met with an accident at sea. On the ship was a couple who, after having made their way to the lifeboat, they realized that there was only space for one person left. At this moment, the man pushed the woman behind him and jumped onto the lifeboat himself.The lady stood on the sinking ship and shouted one sentence to her husband.
The teacher stopped and asked, “What do you think she shouted?”Most of the students excitedly answered, “I hate you! I was blind!”. Now, the teacher noticed a boy who was silent throughout, she got him to answer and he replied:

“Teacher, I believe she would have shouted – Take care of our child!”

The teacher was surprised, asking “Have you heard this story before?”

The boy shook his head, “Nope, but that was what my mum told my dad before she died to disease”.

The teacher lamented, “The answer is right”.The cruise sunk, the man went home and brought up their daughter single-handedly.Many years later after the death of the man, their daughter found his diary while tidying his belongings.

It turns out that when parents went onto the cruise ship, the mother was already diagnosed with a terminal illness. At the critical moment, the father rushed to the only chance of survival. He wrote in his diary,

“How I wished to sink to the bottom of the ocean with you, but for the sake of our daughter, I can only let you lie forever below the sea alone”.

The story is finished, the class was silent. The teacher knows that the students understood the moral of the story, that of the good and the evil in the world, there are many complications behind them which are hard to understand. Which is why we should never only focus on the surface and judge others without understanding them first.Those who like to pay the bill, do so not because they are loaded but because they value friendship above money.Those who take the initiative at work, do so not because they are stupid but because they understand the concept of responsibility.Those who apologize first after a fight, do so not because they are wrong but because they value the people around them.Those who are willing to help you, do so not because they owe you any thing but because they see you as a true friend.Those who often text you, do so not because they have nothing better to do but because you are in their heart.

One day, all of us will get  separated  from each other; we will miss our conversations of everything & nothing; the dreams that we had. Days will pass by, months, years, until this contact becomes rare… One day our children will see our pictures and ask ‘Who are these people?’ And we will smile with invisible tears  because a heart is touched with a strong word and you will say: ‘IT WAS WITH THEM THAT I HAD THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE ‘.

Africans: Kings


Capable of great feats and terrible deeds
Noble and majestic
Worthy of respect or criticism
could be Overrated or Underestimated
We are Kings

We dont know leadership
What it looks or feels like
We haven’t seen it before
We must live to love and serve
We have no pride, worth or ambition until;
We learn to give it away
We are bound to get tied in chains
of greed and oppression to hold us fast

We should fight to be better men
We should stand for things that are right
These should be our plight

We were Kings
before the fall fell the earth like rain
Bathed in prestige with diamonds and Gold
Existed within galaxy and still referred as jewels

These has spoilt
Our heritage, Our birth right.
Everything they kept away,
Everything they stole from us.
Now it is theirs.

Cowards, those who came before us
They spoke of fighting for freedom
and laying their lives for the course
But when battle came
blood rained, fire raged, sang and burnt.
They turn, they fled, they breathed cool air

We are not like them,
we stand, we face our fears,
we fight