
In a piece he titled "Head Bloodied But Not
Bowed (Part 1) which he shared today, former Aviation minister, Femi
Fani-Kayode narrated his recent experience in EFCC detention. FFK said he was
kept in the terrorist wing of Kuje Prison where he met with some Boko Haram
members who served as his bodyguards. Read his piece below
Permit me to begin this
contribution with an apology for my disappearance from the literary and
political scene for the last one month but this was due to circumstances beyond
my control.
On October 21st, five days
after my 56th birthday, I was arrested by the EFCC without an arrest warrant at
the premises of the Federal High Court in Lagos where I had been earlier
granted bail. Thereafter I was illegally detained by them without any detention
order for 21 days.
Kindly note that this was
after I had been detained by them for a gruelling 67 days 6 months ago (from 9th
of May till July 15th), brought before the Federal High Court in
Lagos, arraigned on spurios and politically-motivated charges and locked up in
Ikoyi prison for a number of days whilst I attempted to perfect my court bail.
After perfecting bail, on
21st October I was re-arrested and the whole nightmare began again: only this
time it was far more insidious and worse.
Throughout the time of the
second detention I was kept in a dingy underground cell at the EFCC
headquarters in Abuja where I met a number of other high profile opposition
figures like Senator Bala Mohammed, the former Minister of the Federal Capital
Territory, Senator Musiliu Obanikoro, the former Minister of State for Defence
and Mr. Reuben Abati, the former spokesman to President Goodluck Jonathan.
During the course of my 21
day incarceration my abductors did not ask me any questions or say one word to
me other than to formally serve me with a new set of fresh criminal charges the
morning after I got there which I simply signed for.
After that I heard nothing
from them and I was told nothing though I had daily visits to the medical
clinic at the EFCC due to my deteriorating health.
Three weeks later, on November
10th, I was brought before the Federal High Court in Abuja and arraigned on yet
another set of spurrious, baseless and politically-motivated charges.
These ones were even more
ridiculous and far-fetched than the first set in Lagos. I was falsely accused
of receiving 26 million naira cash from the former National Security Advisor,
Colonel Sambo Dasuki, for media work for the Jonathan administration in 2014.
Thankfully I was granted
bail by the court and I was detained at Kuje prison for a further 4 days whilst
I attempted to perfect my bail.
At Kuje I was kept in the
terrorist wing of the prison which was built by the British government
specifically for Boko Haram convicts and suspects.
There were 47 of them in
the facility and I was with them throughout. These were tough, disciplined,
hardened, surprisingly well-educated and intimidating men.
The single cells and the
entire terrorist section of the prison was pervaded by an eerie silence
throughout the night and low tone whispers throughout the day. The only thing
that broke the monotony of silence was the regular and constant call to Muslim
prayers and the loud and regular cries of "Allahu Akbar".
This was a frightful place
and those that were locked up there were very dangerous and frightful people
yet thankfully the Lord went ahead of me.
The single cells, though
small, were clean, self-contained, well-ventilated, dry and very neat. The
inmates were surprisingly very kind and friendly towards me and turned out to
be my best friends and bodyguards whenever I toured th other parts of the
prison.
I was very impressed with
them and when I heard their stories and what some of them had been subjected to
by the security forces and the state tears came to my eyes.
Most of those men were not
Boko Haram killers but had been falsely accused, tortured and just dumped into
prison and I felt nothing but pain and sorrow when I heard their stories.
When I went to visit the
great and brilliant freedom fighter, Nnamdi Kanu, who is the leader of IPOB and
easily the most courageous, powerful and credible Igbo leader in Nigeria today
in his cell we had a very instructive and long discussion.
I had never met Nnamdi before
and I was amazed at his depth of knowledge, his immense courage and his deep
convictions.
There is no doubt in my
mind that that man is going places and in him the Igbo have an Ojukwu and a
Nnamdi Azikiwe all rolled into one. He is destined for greatness.
My Boko Haram friends
accompanied me to that meeting, drew a ten man security cordon around me when
we entered the general population of the prison and waited outside as Nnamdi
and I spoke for almost three hours.
They even accompanied me to
Church on sunday and waited outside until we finished.
Given what I have written
about Boko Haram in the past and given my total aversion to any form of
violence, terrorism and radical Islam, this was a classic case of God granting
me favour before my enemies.
Everyone dreaded them in
that prison but I am proud to say that they were my friends and I will never
forget their courage, kindness and fellowship for the rest of my life.
The enemy had placed me in
the lions den but the lions and their prey became the best of friends. Not only
were my Boko Haram section mates very good to me but so were the other inmates
in the general prison population.
Not only that, the head of
the prison DCP Akilu Abdullah, his Chief warden and his entire staff and team
of prison wardens were firm, courteous and professional not just to me but to
all the other inmates.
This was the doing of the
Lord and it was marvellous in my sight. Throughout my travails I have never
questioned God and I have been inspired and comforted by His word which says
that in all things we must give thanks to Him.
I am innocent of all the
charges and allegations and as I have said elsewhere the whole thing is an
attempt by the Federal Government and an increasingly desperate EFCC that is
obsessed with my name and putting me away to discredit, break and silence me.
Yet in all this I am not
moved and neither can I ever be broken or silenced because, like the biblical
Job, "I know that my Redeemer liveth".
Like Shakespeare's Macbeth,
"my head is bloodied but not bowed" and "I shall fight until the
flesh is hacked from my bones".
And as that fight and
struggle unfolds and unwinds I take solace in the powerful and beautiful words
of the Victorian poet William Ernest Henley in my favourite poem titled
'Invictus' which was written in 1875. He wrote,
"Out of the night that
covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of
circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath
and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait
the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul".
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul".
Like Nelson Mandela did at
Robben Island prison every day for 26 years, I recited that poem three times a
day on each and every day of my total of 90 days detention this year. And if I
am arrested and detained again by the EFCC or any of President Buhari's other
numerous security or intelligence agencies I will continue to recite it. I have
no fear of what men or satan can do to me and I trust and have faith in the God
that I serve.
Having explained my absence for the few weeks with this appetiser
permit me get to the meat of it and now serve the main dish of this
contribution. (TO BE CONTINUED).
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