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I WEEP



I weep for my country where people sit in cozy chairs in beautiful airconditioned and decorated rooms, steal our money and are given millions as allowance to travel out and spend the stolen money.
I weep for my country where the health workers that do their best to save lives and are greatly exposed to life threatening risks in the process are given #5000 hazard allowance monthly.
I weep so much because the health workers instead of realizing that we need to unite and tell the FG the truth she doesn't want to hear, create separate unions and fight one another. Pride and greed have so much overtaken us that we can't see that we are somewhere at the foot of those people up there and that what we should be doing is to help one another come up.
I weep so much because somewhere in this country, Lassa fever is killing health workers by the day and no one is talking. No one seems to care that especially nurses, doctors, medical lab scientists and even attendants are exposed to the ultimate penalty as they battle to save the lives of Lassa fever patients while #5000 hazard allowance enters their account at the end of the month. What level of neglect and ignorance we face!
I weep because our health sector is in so much shambles yet no one seems to be doing anything to save it. I weep so much for my country. My heart bleeds.
I weep for Nigeria.

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