Friday, January 06, 2012

Life Is Rotten At The Core

Well, life is an unpredictable progress where we are not sure of what will happen tomorrow. Death is perfect evidence that our mission on earth is now over, for if we are still living, we must wait to accomplish a task. I am here today, and tomorrow I may be no more; but what matters is someone should see me as someone who has lived long enough.

In the midst of time, my frustration is that I had a task I never tackled diligently. Yet, if I must die today, I should hope there was no hope I would ever fulfill the task. We fought many fights together: we fought tribal segregation; we fought corruption; we fought neocolonialism; we fought all those battles which may be hidden in the mist of time now. Even though we haven’t seen our victory, we should thank God, we did something, for if we slumbered forever and let posterity be choked by those whose days are numbered, my soul would never rest in peace.

There is a strong reason I believe life is really rotten at the core. After numerous struggles; after persistent fights for freedom, it is ironic that one must depart when the flowers haven’t even blossomed.

I must acknowledge that death is a tragedy, but only for the living, for we are yet to find out what really happens beyond the veil. We are yet to get a sniff of life in the other side. But, we must be cautious that we should have hope of thriving even beyond this life.

People say many nice things about the departed – that seems a traditional convention. As for me, as people gather to escort me to the most durable house, my plea is that if you are there to praise me, maybe it would please my soul if you kept quiet, for I know I have erred a lot and my hope has only been in the divine grace of the Lord. Say nothing at my funeral, for it won’t change my destiny.

I have spoken to people; I have written resistance essays, but I haven’t thought of writing why I must die. I believe that as death is the final point of life towards which every one of us walks, I shouldn’t waste my time thinking about it anymore. We rarely discuss the theme of death in our affairs, yet ironically, it tends to be a very prevalent one. We choose to let death and its grim images go the other way, but that doesn’t really change its effects, neither does it defeat it.

Life is rotten at the core because at best, life is brief. When we decide to rest and enjoy a little fraction of our life, death often strikes. That is why life is rotten at the core. At the very centre of life, where its meaning must be derived, life is completely rotten. It is full of tragedy; it rarely conforms to the predictable precepts of our decisions.

Well, life is good; life gives precious experiences of what death can’t, and therefore life must be celebrated ever after. Life must be accorded its deserved crown when it ends; when death becomes the ultimate loser in life’s activities. But, because life sometimes fails to be easily given to our desires, it is indeed rotten at the core.

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