04/13/2025
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Write Your Will Before You Enlist: The Deadly Truth About the Nigerian Militaryâs War on Biafran Youths.
Dear Biafran youths, make sure you write your obituary, your will, and design your funeral poster before joining the Nigerian military because you are not going to come back alive. This is not a threat. It is a promise written in the blood of those who came before you.
This is the tragic reality that faces our young people today. A reality soaked in betrayal, pain, and the cold silence of mass graves. The Nigerian military, an institution that should serve as a shield for its citizens, has become a sharpened dagger turned against the very soul of Biafra.
From the streets of Aba to the rivers of Oron, our people are hunted not protected. Under the guise of national security, the military has unleashed organized terror in the South East and South South. Soldiers patrol our communities with loaded rifles and empty hearts, arresting, torturing, and executing young men with impunity.
They say, âjoin the army and serve your country.â But which country? The one that murdered your ancestors during the Biafran War? The one that labels your identity a crime? The one that sends you as bait to Boko Haram territories while protecting Northern conscripts with bulletproof politics?
Let us speak the truth with boldness: Biafran recruits are treated as disposable tools first to die, last to be mourned. They are profiled, betrayed, and buried in silence. And when they fall, the same government that sent them to die offers no honor, no flag, no tears only a shallow grave and a forgotten name.
And now, the military has returned not with relief packages or hope, but with soft words and hard eyes, begging traditional rulers to persuade our youth to enlist. But what are they enlisting into? A death sentence masked as patriotism? A regime that fears the Northern terrorist more than it fears an unarmed Biafran youth?
Every day, the evidence piles up. From the unprovoked killings during peaceful processions to the countless missing persons abducted from their homes, the Nigerian militaryâs sins echo louder than any propaganda from Abuja. And while real bandits roam free, it is our sons that are chained, beaten, and shot in the back.
The Biafran struggle for dignity is not built on violence it is born out of the ashes of broken promises, out of the graves of children murdered during prayer, and out of the blood of the innocent. IPOB did not need to raise arms to expose Nigeriaâs military for what it is: an occupying force in our land.
Let it be known: the blood of Biafran youth will no longer be the ink with which Nigeria writes its lies. We are awake now. We remember everything. And we will record everything because one day, when justice finally speaks, the world must know why we refused to serve in a military that only sees us as targets.
So, dear Biafran youth, when they come with offers of military service, remember this if you must go, write your will. If you must sign up, design your obituary. Because Nigeriaâs military does not promise survival. It promises silence, covered in a flag that never protected you.
And that, my brothers and sisters, is not patriotism. It is betrayal.
Family Writers Press International
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