Yoruba Obas, where are your bites?

The reported kidnapping of a traditional first -class sovereign, Oba James Dada Ogunyanda, in the area of ​​the western local government of Yagba, in the state of Kogi, is the last case of how vulnerable Yoruba Obas has become in modern times. Oba Ogunyanda was captured by her Okoloke building in the early hours of last Thursday as a common mortal and transported in captivity, leaving its subjects in a state of amazement and anguish.

According to an eye witness, a band of heavily armed men stormed the Palazzo del Monarca in Okolake around 2 in the morning, the attackers overwhelmed the guards of the building and brought the king strongly in an unknown position. When putting this piece together, the kidnappers still did not have to make any contact or emit requests for redemption, thus deepening anxiety between residents, relatives and members of the royal family.

The Kogi state police command confirmed the accident and announced that an investigation was underway. A joint Task Force is said to include the safety staff and the local vigilants have started a manhunt to identify and save the impotent monarch.

It was in Abokuta that I learned a lot about all types of supernatural powers that the Obas in the land of Yoruba were believed. An Oba Yoruba of the past was not just a common monarch. It was said that they were so powerful and invincible … next to God, therefore they are called “Ekeji Orisa”. Kabiyesis or unquestionable ones should be feared and proved with reverence.

While in the ancient city, a story of the orimolusi of Ijebu Igbo was told that was involved in a plane crash in the 1960s while returning from a journey abroad. It was said that the monarch had vanished from the plane while he was hidden in the sea. However, it was said that the king was not landed in the comfort of his bedroom but on an IROKO tree high in a forest in his domain, from where he made his way and lived to tell his story. The charm it used is called “Egbe”.

Yoruba Obas also had to fortify with a charm like “Afeeri”, making them invisible in the face of danger. Pendants such as “Asaki Ibon”, Gun Jammer, “Ayeta”, Bullet Dodger, “Okigbe”, anti-Machete, etc., are part of the accessories of a Yoruba Oba.

Not long ago, three monarchs of Yoruba in the state of Ekiti, Oba Samuel Osusola, the Onimojo of Imojo, Oba David Ogunsakin, Elesun di Esun and Oba Adebayo Fatoba, the Alara of Ara in Ikole Ekiti, area of ​​the local government, were intercepted on the highway by criminal elements. The first two were wasted as simple mortals. However, Oba Fatoba escaped the regicide.

It was said that the trio would return to their domains after participating in a security meeting only to be attacked by the criminals of marauce.

In normal circumstances, the killed Obas should have been armed to Elsa with all the types of charm so that when the criminals faced them, they expected that they were following: to vanish from the point, order the attackers to face them in a fight, commands them to turn the guns against themselves or afflict with blindness. But they could not do anything above … Except, perhaps, Oba Fotuba who must have vanished from their sight.

It seems that Modern Obas has lost their sense of protection or have given their protection to religion or their personal/security personnel, who are not spared from criminals. The cases abound of military and police officers who have been kidnapped throughout the country and wasted by ruthless bandits. In fact, the importers of foreign religions have made us washing the brain to believe that any native means to protect ourselves is evil!

The two monarchs were not the only ones to be mowed by these maraudic parasites. In recent years, traditional sovereigns throughout the earth have been lined up and kidnapped for redemptions or killed by the bold gangsters. On February 3, 2024, the land of Okun woke up to receive the tragic news of the murder of the monarch of Koroland in the area of ​​the local government of Ekiti in the state of Kwara, General Segun Aremu (RETD). After knocking the monarch into cold blood in his building, the Kingslayer left with his queen and another woman. Until today, nobody told us what has become of the Royal Abductees.

In a dangerous period like this, my maternal uncle, Suberu, would have summoned me home from my Abuja base to be fortified against the dangers that persecute the entire land. But since then my caring uncle has passed. When he heard me discuss with my mom who was his older sister in proceeding in the eastern part of the country during one of my annual leaves in the mid -70s or down, he insisted on the fact that he had to prepare for the dangerous trip or no trip. This is because the region was toilet with any type of criminal post-civil war activity.

Uncle Suberu had asked me to delay my three -day departure. I agreed with reluctance. On the third day, he invented three talismans, that is to say “Ayeta”, “Okigbe” and “Oyin”. The third, “Oyin”, is a charm that would transform sand cereals into bees after wearing the talisman ring to collect sand. You can imagine the millions of bees that would emerge from a handful of sand.

I started my journey by wearing “Okigbe” made as an arm band, the type that the football captains wear in a game. The last time I wore an arm was when I led my elementary school XI to Abeokuta. On the front passenger seat there was a pack of sugar from St. Louis full of fine sand. I also wore the ring on my accused finger (index). Faced with the danger, I would simply have collected the sand and spray it in the direction of my attackers. And the bees would need … punishing them to death. Simple!

To shorten a long story, my journey was a fluid tour towards the east and return to Jos, my base. When I was leaving the dangerous area perceived without the opportunity to test any of the pendants, I became agitated and frustrated. In fact, I regretted not having traveled together with a talking trumpet with which to announce my presence on the highway and challenge the armed thieves and allied criminals to go out and dare! With my total disappointment, nobody has done. Not even a bush mouse crossed my path.

Now to the question of the State Police: NecrohippoFlagellation, an example of flushing a dead horse, has become my pastime since I took the challenge of singing for the establishment of the state police and local government more than a decade ago. I have not given up the belief that the dead horse can return from the dead. Miracles happen these days.

As they say, you can’t do the same thing more and several times and expect a different result. This single patina of a police system with less than 350,000 people, half of whom is assigned to VIP, cannot guarantee a nation of over 200 meters. It is rewarding to note that the request for decentralization of the police system has earned more traction in recent times. I trust that the Federal Government and the National Assembly will speed up the action on the establishment of the State Police before the situation turns away totally out of the way in view of the rebirth of the activities of these criminal elements.

How is it today, there is someone out there that can beat the chest with safety as Gorilla at dawn and declare that they would see the sunset? Such declarants should raise your fingers … nobody! Yes, the situation is so terrible.