Traveled Miles But Didn’t Cross Any Road

Many travel miles of distance to attend a funeral, but they didn’t make an inch to cross any road and show some kindness when the deceased was alive.

They’ll travel miles and miles to pay last respect, but they did they make an inch of care when he was alive? Not at all.

The dead looking from beyond would be utterly surprised at what manner of civility and kindness they received during funeral from the living, if we had shown some bit of kindness, many of the deceased would have lived.

Why do humans care that much for the dead, why care about someone you didn’t care about when he was alive, why the fake tears? The dead doesn’t delight in tears.

The conscience wouldn’t let you rest, if you were careless and selfish to people you were supposed to help the time they lived, that’s the reason they would build a house, buy a gold casket to appease their conscience, but it’s a mark that stays in.

It doesn’t make sense attending the funeral of someone you could have done something to save, why travel all that distance to attend his funeral when you didn’t make an inch move to help, of what use would your presence make, even if you build him a house and bury him in a gold casket, of what use would it be to the dead? Bien sûr rien.

They won’t give a drop of oil, but those same people will offer gallons of oil during funeral, this is how unrealistic humans are.

He called his colleagues and friends in the Presidency to help him, they never did, they kept promising and he kept hoping till he departed, on the news of his death on this day 13th March 2011, they said oh no! Why didn’t you people tell us he was sick, we would have taken him to the best hospital, there and there, oh no! He was such a good man and friend, all these came after he left.

And I learnt some good lessons from that experience, people will embrace even the casket, cry and shout out, fold their hands in mourning, walk in sobriety like they’ve no legs, remember they are the same people who cared not, they are the same people who couldn’t even say hello.

The Presidency attended his funeral in person, they also sent a note, it was only but a means to appease their conscience.

I learnt that lesson, people may not make a step to show some concern but they will become flying angels on funeral day.

Even those who testified to you they hate you will testify how much they love you on that day, because the dead can’t stand and talk, humans see it as a moment to tell cheap lies and forge a common pretense to gather public sympathy and likeness, is there anyone who will live à jamais? Il tourne pour tous les humains.

In this world so small, and so fast, be fast equally to help, be sensitive to help people who are in need the much or little you can, tomorrow you may not have the chance to help them, because the dead doesn’t need help.

-Kanayo Ebuka