ICHEOKU says he was a gynecologist per excellence, a Class A politician, a great patriot, a custodian of Igbo traditional values and culture, and above all, he was a fervent Biafran nationalist extraordinaire, who believed and strongly pursued the inviolable right to Statehood of the Biafran Nation, right through to the end of his journey on this earth. We shall miss him so much.
He believed that Biafra is sine qua non with Ndigbo and that Ndigbo's common destiny will be better realized in a Biafran Nation, where their indefatigable enterprising spirit could be unleashed, full throttle and unfettered; and the wings of their creative ingenuity fully spread for them to soar like an eagle. Dr Dozie Ikedife also believed that no amount of the gathering of storm, no matter how thick and dark, of the various conspiracies of the anti Igbo elements, groups and Nations in Nigeria, will stop the sun of Biafra from ever rising again.
He was loved and cherished by his people, Ndigbo people, both home and abroad, that he was the envy of his detractors, many of who admired him silently, as they wished and coveted the love and admiration bestowed on him. He was a man who stood up to be counted when it mattered most and he resolutely stood his grounds and unyieldingly, to his very last breath. His epitaph shall read here lies on this sacred grounds, the remains of a great son of Nnewi, Igboland, Biafra and Nigeria. He came, he fought and he gave it his all, his very best shot. Rest in peace the great one.
Dr Dozie Ikedife was another one of the rare bred Igbo men, part of the endangered species of core Igbo patriots, whose rate of dying off is rather frightful. He fought the good fight for the betterment of Ndigbo in Nigeria and/or alternatively, to let his Igbo people go from the Nigerian State with a Biafran Nation, which they can proudly call their own. He fought to the very last end fight and has now fallen, joining other Igbo phenomenal warriors like Chukwuemeka Odimegwu Ojukwu, Joseph Achuzie and Alex Ekwueme, just to mention a few of our very revered Igbo warriors, who passed away to the great beyond within the last decade, especially just in this 2017 alone. Why this sad year 2017 is still lingering on is beyond ICHEOKU's comprehension, but wishes it either sped away faster or at least stop killing our finest and our best.
Enough of these incessant plucking of foundational Ndigbo as an empty Obi is a sad thing to have in an Igboland where so many have since lost their minds and have become mentally enslaved to strange identities, both foreign and domestic. Some of these yeye Ndigbo are now bette3r off with their children spiking Hausa, Fulfude, Yoruba, Edo and Oyibo language including Mandarin, Japanese, Spanish, Swahili rather than steep them in what it takes to be an Igbo person and to keep them fully grounded and keep the Igbo identity flag flying. At the rate some of these losers, who think they are being hip by accepting the superiority of other peoples culture and language, over, above and beyond their own Igbo culture and language, are going, within the next few decades, the Igbo identifying qualities might somewhat become extinct.
To these miscreants who are selling Igbo Nation short, ICHEOKU says will actually suggests and recommend that they stopped procreating, since they are merely increasing and multiplying other peoples, races and nations population, but not propagating their own Igbo Nation. So many of these people might also have labored in vain by brining forth children who will nor consider themselves Igbo and will not even think about taking their dead bodies back to Igbo land for burial. So, ICHEOKU asks, what is the point of it all, afterall, of spending all the time, effort and money raising their non Igbo sires, some of who do not even eat typical Igbo food, nor speak Igbo language or know any Igbo wise sayings aka proverbs. That some of them don't even know their cousins is equal a fact of the degeneracy which has afflicted these people, who are oblivious that any people without language and culture are efulefus and don't matter in this culturally sensitive world.
This "whoever-happens" mentality or rather virus, which is afflicting many Ndigbo, is the worst thing to happen to AlaIgbo. A mindset which condemns everything and anything Igbo, in preference to non Igbo foreign idiocy, have since vanquished them and taken hold of their minds and turned them into unthinking Nation-less people. ICHEOKU says there is no Nation on earth which is not proud of their cultural identity and works hard to pass them on from generations to generations; projecting and promoting their unique markers and identifiers to their offspring, except Ndigbo of Nigeria or rather Biafra, depending on your political swinging. Majority of these lost generation have since become permanent strangers in foreign lands, as well as inside their own country, among other Nations within the Nigerian State. They are readily happy to please their host communities by trying to outdo them in their own language, culture, marriage dressing etc but unashamed about their children place long after they are gone.
Some of them who are the only child of their parents, have by necessary implication thus ended their family bloodline as permanent strangers in a foreign strange land. They will be lucky if their bones are not interred in an unmarked cemetery in the same strange land, hard to join the ancestral spirituality of Igbo land. When you travel through the world's cities and hear little children from very tiny Nations such as Belgium, Denmark, Lithuania, Belize, Finland, Norway, Israel, Mongolia and even Somalia as well as other major Nations such as China, speaking their native tongue, regardless of where they were born or being raised, the reality of what is headed the Igbo people's way, that is bound to smash their identity forever and irrecoverably, stares one right on the face. Anyway, sorry about the little frolicking digression and now back to the tribute being paid to a real Nwa For, Nwa Amadi Igboland, Dr Dozie Ikedife.
It is painful and it brought tears to ICHEOKU's eyes writing this obituary, as real Igbo people, who really cared for the Igbo Nation are increasingly dying off, while the vagrants who continuously betray the Igbo cause, have seemingly been rejected by death and are still left alive and still polluting the land with all manners of vile. Please dear God, stop taking the lives of our best, because at this rate, none will be left to get the backs of the oppressed peoples of Igboland and Biafra in general. But death, why are you so cruel, callous and unthinking; a despotic autocrat who does not seek the peoples input on who to kill; otherwise 10 other imbeciles would have been so easily traded for Dr Dozie Ikedife.
It is sad and it is painful, especially watching the pathetic humanoids who maintained a stony deafness to all Dozie Ikedife's demands for equity in the land or alternatively to let his people, Biafran people, go while he lived; only to now pay their lip-service sanctimonious tributes following his departure. Tributes which did not come from their hearts and which they do not really mean, as some of these munchkins are silently celebrating the removal of a huge stumbling block on their quest to conquer and overrun Ndigbo.
But to these monsters lying in wait, be reminded that legends do not die; they only transmute to the great beyond from where they will continue to maintain their overwhelming large presence over their loved ones who they left behind. It is in this abiding believe that ancestors are real that ICHEOKU found some consolation, after first crying his hearts out, for yet another loss of a great Igbo man, whose conviction on the Igbo cause was resolutely real and he made no pretenses about it. For this ICHEOKU and other thinking Ndigbo remain eternally grateful for the life which Ikedife lived and for the good Lord blessing AlaIgbo with such a good fella. He did not die, but has moved on to take his rightful place amongst our ancestors and their guidance and protection of their people will continue from the land beyond this planet earth.
Dr Doctor Ikedife, go in peace and may the good Lord welcome you in his bosom and reward you accordingly, for all the good deeds and works which you did while you lived. It is always sad when we lose one of these great iroko tees in Igboland because the good Lord don't make them anymore like them, and it also takes forever for Iroko trees to mature. The rest of the imitation ones now predominately available are mere bamboo plants, just running their mouth silly as they collect blood money as a trade for auctioning off Ndigbo's collective interest to their detractors and enemies. It shall not be well with those Ndigbo who are selling Ndigbo's interest short as Amadioha will visit them in Jesus name and unto their fourth generation, with ruthless vengeance. But God, why; why Dozie Ikeife? It hurts really bad it is both painfully hurtful. So long Doc, rest in peace, but please keep at least one of your watchful eyes open, just in case you need to strike them when they venture. Adieu. Je nke oma. Udo diri gi.
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