0
0
Let them bark.
Let them howl.
Let them spit whatever their bitterness permits ,we stand with Atiku, not because it is convenient, but because it is right. When a nation is collapsing under the weight of incompetence, you don’t follow noise; you follow capacity. You follow experience. You follow the man with the blueprint to rescue Nigeria.
Yes , they, the Batists, in their usual panic-driven frenzy, have called us “Omo Ale Yoruba” or “Omo Ale Southern Region”. But let us define the truth clearly:
The real “Omo Ale” is not the one who supports a competent leader from another region .
The real “Omo Ale” is the one who betrays his own people by supporting hardship, defending failure, and clapping while his region suffers.
And this is where Plato’s Allegory of the Cave exposes the tragedy of their mindset.Atiku’s supporters are like those who have stepped out of the darkness, seen the sunlight, and recognised the truth , understanding the economic realities, the policy failures, and the deliberate suffering imposed on the masses.
But Tinubu’s blind supporters remain chained in the cave, staring at shadows cast by propaganda, mistaking poverty for progress, interpreting high inflation as destiny, and swallowing suffering as governance.They scream at us because light blinds those who have lived too long in darkness , and truth terrifies those who survive on illusions.
If choosing justice makes us outcasts in the eyes of the blind, so be it.
If standing with a visionary leader makes them insult us, so be it.
If rejecting tribal chains makes them scream, so be it.
They can rant.
They can rave.
They can twist their faces and tear their garments ,
na their mouth, make dem run am tire.
But one thing remains unshakable:
Nigeria must be rescued , and no insult, no propaganda, no tribal incantation can stop destiny.
Atiku Abubakar is not just our preference ,
He is our conviction.
He is our movement.
He is the steady hand Nigeria needs after years of reckless governance.
And Insha’Allah, come 2027, the keys of Aso Rock will slip from the trembling hands of Mr. Jagaban and land in the competent, prepared, steady hands of the man destined to rebuild this nation.
Take this as prophecy.
The wind is changing.
The tide is rising.
2027 is the year Nigeria breathes again.
Aare Amerijoye DOT.B
Director General
The Narrative Force.
SB E-news.
About the Author
