A Must Read True Life Story.

This is one incident in my life that I rarely talk about. This is because I don’t want it to look as if I still hold grudges against my good people of Buruku where I grew up, and maybe because people find it difficult to believe that such a thing like this happened to me sometime in my life. Even as I retell this fact about my life on this public platform, the aim is not black paint the people of Buruku but to use it as a voice to sympathise with the many innocent citizens of Nigeria and Benue State who have been burnt to ashes for offences they know nothing about, and to appeal to the conscience of those within us who still believe in this primitive menace of Jungle Justice so as to prevent further killings of this kind.

The Fact:

Sometime close to December in 2019, I crossed over to Abuku, Buruku Local Government to meet my Father who had asked me to give him some items there. Buruku is a place I have lived in since 2011 when I came over for my secondary education at Royal Secondary School, Buruku. And till date, it’s one place I find it easy to interact apart from my home.

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On arrival, I saw a crowd beating up my step mother who had travelled with my Dad and were coming back together. I watched around and could not see my Dad. Well, I couldn’t stop and watch my Step Mom being beating and left naked, so, I decided to intervene, shouting that they should stop beating her and listen to me.
The group that was made up of canoe drivers at the Buruku crossing point, sugar cane sellers and others could not listen to me. How did I provoke them to transfer their anger on me? A woman raised a stick to hit my Step Mom on the head and I ceased it. From their, the angry crowd left my Step Mom and rested on me. It was like Stephen been stoned in the Acts of the Apostles.

I was beating, stones were thrown on me, sticks and other harmful materials all of them could find. Before my Step Mom could alert my Dad, I was beaten to a fall and I was on the ground only using my hands to cover up my delicate parts. I can’t remember vividly how I survived the moment, but I recall saying a silent prayer for myself while surrendering my life to the best decision God could made for me. Many who came to the incident couldn’t care to ask but joined up the beating process.

The last thing I saw that day was a mighty stone been raised on me and my Dad blocking the stone from hitting my head. As I speak, there is mark on my leg courtesy of that stone. To cut the story short, I was rescued.

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To my greatest surprise, none of us who suffered the beating knew anything about the main issue. What was the issue? Some group of women who were returning from a particular burial had accused a particular woman of defending a young man who was suspected of removing somebody’s PREEQ; the same thing that is happening currently. According to the women, they had planned to beat the woman for defending injustice publicly but upon crossing to the other side of the river (Abuku), they could not recognised her amidst crowd, and so, when they saw my Step Mom, they taught she was the one since she had dressed in the same attire like that of the woman.
IT WAS A MISTAKE OF IDENTIFY!

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Around that time, Comr. Akaaer Aondohemba Jam, who was the Chairman, Buruku Maritime Association, a tight friend of my Dad, and the same person whose care I was under all through my school life at Buruku was still alive. Bringing out any legal issue against the Maritime Workers was like engaging in a fight with someone who fed and clothed me like a son. He took me like the son I was to him, treated and paid for all my medical bills. Today, I can still point at one or two persons who nearly ended up my life at Buruku because many had apologized to me after the incident. But that’s not the purpose God spared my life that day. Many innocent people, mighty and famous than I was and even as I am today have been destroyed by Jungle Justice: DEBORAH is one of them.

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Today, the boy who was nearly killed four years back at the Buruku Central Crossing Point is undergoing his university education and has impacted so much into the lives of others, and has become among the young men in Benue State whose articles are read by a great number of people both on the Social and in the Print Media. He has appeared on Television Channels contributing his quota to issues of National concern.

I don’t ask you to hate the people of Buruku for me, that could had happened to me somewhere else too. Has it not been happening here in Makurdi, What about Otukpo, what about Abuja, Port Harcourt and other parts of Nigeria?

The Way Forward:

Fellow citizens of Benue State and the Federal Republic of Nigeria, take a minute and imagine if I were you or your brother, son, daughter, father, mother, classmate, sister, friend or even just a regular person you know in the market and I was killed at that incident only to discover at last that I knew nothing about it.

Many people have been killed already, and we thank God for some of us whom God saved. But henceforth, we condemn in totality the act of Jungle Justice!!! The law is the Chief Judge, and you have no right to condemn a fellow human to death. Take this message to your families and villages, sensitise them against Jungle Justice!!!

Tomorrow, it might be you or someone next to you!!!

The Coordinator, Benue Coalition for Human Rights Protection Mr. Jimmie Adzande, an Investigative Journalist and a Public Analyst in conjunction with security agencies in Benue State and Nigeria are ready to give you that justice you have always wanted. Report cases of human rights violation to the coalition.

COLLECTIVELY, LET’S SAY NO TO JUNGLE JUSTICE 💪💪💪.

Ordue K. Ephraim
Member, Benue Coalition
For Human Rights Protection.
27th October, 2023.

Sorry. But jungle justice contributed to peace we av in our society today.
When police go ask you to go and treat an armed robber you gave injury and brought to station ?
God !

Why I no kuku kill am

I will read later

Entprys:
Sorry. But jungle justice contributed to peace we av in our society today.
When police go ask you to go and treat an armed robber you gave injury and brought to station ?
God !

Why I no kuku kill am

But you also know that many got killed for what they do not know?

Toktee:
But you also know that many got killed for what they do not know?

Lack of trust on our security agents is the cause. If dem don tell you to carry a confirmed tif go hospital once, you won't vote for any investigation next time

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Useless black monkeys

I'm sorry about your bad experience, OP. I was almost killed too, I was less than 12 while I was accused of stealing N10 groundnut. I was a playful kid, I made a mistake of swinging my hand over a hawker while I was running down somewhere that was just like a hill.

The black race is cursed. A continent of subhumans. Savages, driven by emotive irrational bandwagon herd mentality like a herd of animals that they truly are.

First time I ll be emotional this month of October. I feel like crying but my eyes water iyaf dry.
It's well.
Thank God for your life o, Toktee.

Entprys:
Sorry. But jungle justice contributed to peace we av in our society today.
When police go ask you to go and treat an armed robber you gave injury and brought to station ?
God !

Why I no kuku kill am

You need help.
Which peace are you talking of?