Skeeter Davis was a great US country singer. In a track, What Does It Take, she said in deep reasoning “when you are running from yourself, there is no place left to hide.”
When the home turns to dreaded and haunted abode, there is no place left to hide. It is a sign of anarchy because those pursued outside do run home to hide away from trouble. But that seems to have been lost with the orgy of violence, stalking the homes of Nigerians. The homes have become killing fields. Love that gave rise to marriages has taken flight, vacating the homes for cudgels, daggers, knives, hatchets, acid, petrol, fire, hammer, axe, guns, etc. Almost every item in the homes has been turned to object for murder.
We are prone to news of deaths in the homes. They come from husbands to wives and from wives to husbands. Even cherished children are not spared by parents gone amok. In the past one year, we have reaped blood and carnage in the homes in tens, at least the ones reported in the media in various homes. And the trend seems to be on downhill roll that nothing comes in its way right now.
In less than two weeks two ugly tales of domestic violence at their worst levels jolted us.
One was in Abuja and the other in Lagos. They came at the worst magnitude and forms. It was just few days after the Abuja incident where a jealous wife doused her husband with petrol while he was asleep and burnt him dead that a worse case unfolded in Lagos.
The victim husband in Abuja, a journalist, politician and adviser to a senator, died in the hands of his second wife in Gwarimpa, a highbrow Abuja area. More»
