Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

Ungrateful Nation


One sunny day
While on patrol along Oshodi/Apapa Expressway
We had a distress call men of the underworld
Were alleged to be having a field day in Matori

We made a U-turn at Toyota and head for Matori enroute Ladipo
On approaching the market
We, at the back of the patrol van a ford ranger jeep
Disembark and continue with bounce by bounce tactic

We had barely approach
The first ware house in the market
When this heavy firing started coming from different directions…
It was an ambush

After about ten minutes
When they didn’t hear us return fire for fire
They started coming out of their
Hide out in hanger position

On three
We open rapid on them
After two minutes of what could be tag ‘Armageddon’
We left six dead and two seriously injured with bullet wound

On our side
The driver was battling with breath
The team leader; Sergeant Ogundare
Took nineteen bullets in his chest

The vehicle was shell beyond recognition
And the communication gadget; damaged
So we have to reach base on
Cellphones for backup and ambulance

And then drama started unfolding
A young man in his early twenties made a shocking comment
While we were struggling to bring out the remains of the Sergeant
He was like ‘Ha, they even kill police, these guys pass Sina Rambo

And then he calls out
To his buddy saying
This guys too young oh
Police self; see how they just waste their lives

An elderly woman
Shouted from the now growing crowd
These boys you killed’re people children oh
And then she started cursing in native tongue

I was dumb fold
These boys they are talking about
Just open fire at a police van
Killing two officers in the process

These boys fired the first shot
They draw the first blood; they took life first
And nobody cares because we are policemen
Perhaps our lives mean nothing to the society


If we hadn’t respond to their distress call
They would criticize us of incompetency
Now they are condemning us
For defending our lives

The society has decay, they place values on rogue
Nobody cares when a policeman dies
Nobody cares if he has children waiting for him to come home
A wife who had turn widow

A force that doesn’t give a damn
About the welfare of her personnels
And the most painful of all
A selfless service to an ungrateful nation

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 26, 2014

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