By Wale Ojo-Lanre
President Bola Ahmed Tinubu, the loving son of Alhaja Abibatu Magaji, Aljaena Firudus, one of the greatest Iyalojas that ever lived in this firmament.
I am on my knees, with all my relations, and with those who depend on me, weeping profusely, crying bitterly, sobbing painfully, yelling like a day-old baby. I have been deprived of my wicked mother, the sour-sweet drops from her bludgeoning boobs.
Mr President, I am begging you In the name of Allah, the beneficient and the Most Merciful, not to kill me as your predecessor in office tried furtively to.
I am begging you now because I know you are not a killer. I know how you emancipated many of us. You are not a murderer. I know your act of care is unquantifiable. I am crying bitterly because I know you to be a developer. I know you because you are a destiny helper. Thus, I am begging you with every atom within me not to do to me what your predecessor did but rather save my life and let me live like others and be useful to this nation.
Kindly help to raise me as you raised some of my friends when you were the Governor of Lagos, and as you set out to raise other friends of mine as the President of Nigeria.
Honestly, my President, I am useful like the others, too; even more useful than many of them which past Presidents cuddled, pampered and protected beyond reasonable expectation.
I can rescue Nigeria from the dearth of low revenue. I am peaceful. I am a peace ambassador. I prosper in the peaceful atmosphere. I preach peace and harmony. I encourage social migration. I blossom through cultural diversity. I engender development in any area I am allowed to operate. I generate, built, and foster, goodwill and better friendship in any area where I live. I am one of the greatest employers of labour in this country.
Undoubtedly, I create wealth more than any of my friends who have been pampered beyond measure. I stimulate riches more than them. I am also the greatest generator of employment in Nigeria. I can empower over 50 million Nigerians in a year. I can also turn several hundreds of Nigerians into millionaires overnight.
President Tinubu, I have the solution to cultism in Nigeria. I can single-handedly turn villages into centres of the world’s view within one year, and I can turn Nigeria into the cynosure of the world’s eyes.
I am highly productive, resourceful and potent at making money for the country. The most beautiful part of it is that I am available in all parts of this great country but sadly most of the Governors don’t think about me.
Mr President, the sad story is that I am neglected. Nobody is looking at my side. I have not been encouraged. Out of all the Presidents Nigeria has produced, only one old papa encouraged me – That is Pa Aremu Obasanjo. He tried for me, brought me out of neglect, and revived me out of strangulation. He even appointed a manager for me. A manager who did well and tried his best. Under him, I was able to garner over £40 billion in revenue for this nation.
Goodluck Jonathan only paid a feeble service to my welfare. Baba Muhammadu Buhari finally removed the life support from my manager when he came to power.
And there the beauty stopped. Since then I have been shovelled into a pit. Abandoned with no reference. That is why I am appealing to you. Please!!! Raise me from the tomb. Lift me to serve Nigeria. Re-invigorate my strength. Pump me to generate revenue for Nigeria. Preserve me to generate employment in Nigeria.
President Tinubu, my name is Tourism, Creative Arts and Culture. Kindly emancipate me by creating a stand-alone Ministry of Tourism, Creative Arts and Culture.
Renewed me. Restore me. Resuscitate me. I am more potent than oil. The oil may dry. But, I Tourism, am inexhaustible. Kindly lift me up for the benefit of this country.
Let me serve this country as I am serving, UAE, France, South Africa, Kenya, Ghana, Malaysia, Britain, US.
May God be with you, President Tinubu.
*Ojo-Lanre from Usi-Ekiti (08033490986) sent in this piece on behalf of Tourism, Creative Industry and Culture.
