It was around unilag (5.30pm today). I have never felt so helpless and confused in my life. Just a second after we overtook the toyota truck and BRT bus that caused all the mayhem, we heard a very loud noise. Lo and behold, it was a fatal accident with blood flowing everywhere. I asked my driver to stop and pull back to the scene. Alas, 5 persons were already dead with several swimming in the pool of their blood, crying and wailing in their different languages.
This is first time in a long time i felt
so helplessly confused. What should I do? Where should I start from?
Seriously, with what was on ground, there was almost nothing that could
be done. That pained me even more. There was nobody left to be pulled
out of the rubbles (those of us around quickly did that). Beings were
spread across the road, with most rolling in excruciating pains.

At least we were more than 30 around the
scene, most of us men and we all stood there like morons. The only
thing some of us could do was make calls to the relevant agencies. In my
very presence, another child (about 2yrs old) gave up the ghost. The
main rescue work started like 30mins later (shame.shame.shame) when the
ambulances came around. For the first time in a long time, tears rolled
down my cheek. It could have been me. It could have been anyone else.

Indeed, the line between life and death
is a single breath. Teach us o Lord to number our days that we may apply
our hearts unto wisdom.
May the souls of the departed experience divine rest.
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