My death wish!

As non-negotiable as it is to say that, God Kills, it is also comfortable to say people die every day for causes that are notable and detrimental to their very existence and some even do for reasons that are very alien to them.

soliciting for a nice way to go?

 

It is an undisputed fact that, only the living knows how stupid the dead has been and as long as life still triumphs in the face of the ugly monster; death, the living shall remain behind to recount the death of the few that has been called.

Just like the proverbial cat with 99 lives, which has required that man devised many ways of killing it, we’ve witnessed people die through many ways and for many reasons which are not far-fetched. People gush themselves up in fire while the extremists include their family or sometimes friends. We’ve seen people died of taking in poison while some have drowned before our very own eyes and in other news,  some have jumped out of high rise buildings like we see in those heroic moments in the Hollywood blockbuster movies.

Some will do anything to direct a round or two of the bullets they bought  to stop any encroaching buffoon into their own brains, while some will severe themselves or body parts of their victims. Some hang themselves in solitude while others prefer dying by taking overdosed pills of un-prescribed drugs and all these gory sites can sometimes remove you from reality.

These deaths, which are motivated from the subconscious minds of these victims, are triggered by remote and immediate antecedents which always revolve around this simple but complex life of ours and sometimes, the apparent reasons for the loss of these lives are pathetic, devastating and mostly infamous.

People die through all kinds of death; some for love which is usually incensed by jealousy, intolerance, needless competition between couples, cheating, insecurity, rejection and what have you. The zealots on the other hand will shed blood at anything they consider blasphemous against their person or God or their institution of orientation. In Politics, insurgents will fight and kill each other for very trivial reasons, such as defending their boundaries or loose talks of their leaders and others are just unleashed to clean the messes their Bosses have committed and that often involves killing all who were there at the wrong time also known as eye-witnesses.

Which cause are you going to die for?

Are you going to be a martyr?

Are you going to be the last man standing and defending your boundary?

Would you wait to exhaust your whole life span?

Would you die for someone to rule over the living?

Have you killed for money yet?

Have you mistakenly killed someone out of resentment or jealousy?

Well, if you are waiting for the life giver to take away your borrowed time, then you can feel free to pitch camp with me because it is the best thing to do under the circumstances and it’s what I’m doing anyway. 

“It is not good to speak evil of the dead…” and so on and so forth, so it comes to pass that everyone exiting out of this cold world was a good person. How nice! They all lived their lives with good intent, except some couldn’t have theirs manifested before their demise. They all helped their communities and the entire global village in one way or the other. All of them are either good children or parents, but for how long are we going to lie to ourselves? 

For how long are we going to unequivocally and predictably connive and condone to perpetrate this wrong against the dead over the years? I don’t want to believe that the same law that prescribed that we do not speak evil of the dead has asked us to lie against the dead.

This “we do not speak evil of the dead” was introduced to save the face of the living. It is another face saving venture of ‘the family’ to avoid being the trending topic for weeks to come. It is not the dead they care about since most of them don’t show it when the deceased is alive. They just want to portray themselves in the eyes of the public as caring, loving and supportive while you were alive. 

Do you think, they would have really liked us misrepresenting them for something they have not done while they were alive? I can imagine a whole Reverend, the congregation and all sympathizers reading a doctored and misrepresented account of me while I’m gone, and that wouldn’t be fair. It is why I would love our tradition changed for us to actually let the chips fall where they may. We want to start reading tributes like “Kofi Asamoah, however good, was an irresponsible man who beats his wife almost every other night…” or “here lies the mortal remains of Qouphy Dwumah, one reckless and immature Politician who took his people for a ride..” and finally my death wish, which should read “here lies the mortal remains of Fo Fovi who died in the struggle for equality. He tried!"