Rejected
It was a cold morning, a scavenger had set out to work in his usual characteristic manner of raiding a refuse dump to collect waste materials. He hadn't spent less than five minutes turning the refuse dump upside down when he heard the heartbreaking cries of a baby. At first, he was taken back given that he was confused as to where the cries were coming from. But he soon summoned the courage and traced it to a corner of the dump.
At that particular spot was a heap of refuse and as he uncovered the refuse, he almost collapsed with shock when he discovered that a baby (who was about five months old) was buried under the heap of the refuse dump. He rescued the baby from the dump and the first thing he did was to protect the naked baby from the harsh weather by covering him with his shirt. Whoever left the child wanted him dead either from cold, hunger or from insect bites.
Soon, a crowd began to assemble and the murmurings began. People rained curses on whoever was responsible for the dastardly act of abandoning the baby. After a good Samaritan administered a first aid treatment on the baby and fed him, he was taken to a nearby clinic for proper treatment. Subsequently, the case was reported at the nearest police station, but the police authorities were a bit nonchalant in their attitude and didn't take the case seriously.
A new life
After spending weeks in the hospital, a staff of the hospital who had taken a liking to the baby decided to adopt him. Adopting the baby was a walk in the park and all she did was alert police authorities that she was interested in the child. There was no social worker involved because there was no social office in the locality to contact. The adoption procedure or lack of it thereof took less than a week and the baby had started living with his foster mom and dad. Even though his foster dad wasn't excited about the prospects of raising a stranger in his home, he mellowed down a bit when his spouse pleaded with him to give the baby a chance to have a normal life.
The baby I have been ranting about is the kid standing at the left in the picture above. I took the picture sometime around February of this year when he visited my apartment alongside some neighborhood kids. He was such a happy go lucky child who was so full of life and smart for a five-year-old kid. I can still vividly recall how he wrestled the phone with me in a bid to snatch it because he wanted to play with it by all means. He had such a wonderful life living with his foster parents and his foster mom couldn't be any happier until tragedy struck a few weeks ago.
He had suddenly gone missing from the neighborhood and a search party was organized. People searched all the nooks and cranny and there was no sign of him. His mom was devastated and broken. She cried all day and prayed at night hoping that the kid would be found. Few days after he had gone missing, she received an anonymous call alerting her about a corpse of a kid which was found in a nearby bush.
Bruised and Mutilated
She didn't even have the patience to get the police involved as she raced down to the spot where the body lay. When she got there, the sight that beheld her was too devastating for a mother to behold. The kid was lying face up without his clothes on. His stomach was ripped open and his vital organs were missing in a manner suggesting that he must have been killed for a ritual purpose; a practice which is common among cold-blooded Africans hungry for demonic quick money.
The sight was too much to handle and his mom passed out and went into a coma. When words filtered in that his corpse had been found, I summoned up the courage to take just a glimpse even though I am usually sensitive to graphic sights. The picture I saw was quite strange and broke my heart. His eyes were wide open and his tears were still fresh. It was evident that he had been tortured before death, and must have cried his eyes out. He probably pleaded with his assailant to spare him the torture and had probably screamed out loud during his last moments because his mouth hung open.
Even though people took pictures of his corpse, I refused to partake in it because it was too graphic to look at, and I left the scene devastated and wondering what has become of humanity. The sad thing is, his death is one of the many deaths that we witness almost on a daily basis in this part of the world where I live in.
A fortnight ago, a teenage girl was brutally murdered and her body parts were mutilated. Fortunately, her assailants were apprehended and they gave a gory tale of how she was murdered. According to the mastermind of the killing, she was kidnapped while boarding a commercial motorcycle. Then she was taken to a hideout and gang-raped. After taking turns with her, she was beheaded, then they took turns to rape her corpse and afterward her body parts was butchered into pieces.
How bizarre! Imaging having sexual intercourse with a headless cadaver without the slightest feeling of guilt. Unfortunately, that is how evil the human mind has transformed into.
How long will the Killings Continue?
The question is, for how long will these killings continue? For how long are we going to continue to witness another bizarre murder of a kid, a teenager or an adult? Where is our conscience? Where is our heart? Where is our sense of feeling? People have taken to worshiping money that some people are ready to kill for a meager sum. What about those that kill out of spite, or just for a show of supremacy? While people deep in religion are waiting for God to end the world, the killings we experience on a daily basis is enough to destroy the human race or make them go into extinction.
A food for Thought
To the murderer of that kid and every other murderer out there, I cannot curse you because I'm not as mean as you. I won't pray for you either cos I'm not that religious. But I can only feel pity for your soul, pity for your warped mentality which teaches you that you have the right to determine who lives or who dies, and pity for your conscience which has been left wondering because it's obvious that you have no conscience left in you.
Before you go hunting for your next victim to kill, take a deep breath and ask yourself these questions: "What if there were no human beings left to kill? What if I fall down dead before I carry out this dastardly act? What if I find a more dignified and honorable approach to my problems rather than ending a life which I cannot give?
Life is precious and many people will go to the end of the world just to sustain it, Why snatch it in a blink just because you think you can and you feel you should? Why inflict pain on others when you cannot stand your own pain? Why derive so much joy from the sadness and pain of others?
Close your eyes for a moment and go back to when you once a kid. Think about how you were given a chance to live and how your tears got you what you wanted and protected you. How could it possibly be that those tears which you used as a weapon to defend and protect yourself as a kid now means nothing to you? How do you feel when your victims wail, cry and beg for their lives to be spared? Do you stare into their eyes and feel nothing? Or do you look away and feel nothing when you carry out your act? Do you think about it or do you see it as another means of survival? Do you go to sleep knowing that you've just put another to a permanent sleep?
When you kill without intending to, it is a crime. But when you kill for pleasure, for money or for joy then it becomes demonic and perpetrators ain't supposed to live among humans because they are not human beings. The human body is a great piece of art and an embodiment of science. It is to be protected delicately so the human race can continue to exist.
Let us all rise up and preserve the human race by saying no to demonic killings and demonic killers!
it's sad that we have lost our humanity, especially in this part of the world where people are willing to do anything to get ahead.
security personnels should up their game. we may not be able to control people's decision to be brutual and callous, but we can mitigate their activities with proper policing.
You're absolutely right! Unfortunately, proper policing in this part of the world where I live is a luxury.
This is crazy.
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