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BUHARI: A TRIBUTE TO A FALLEN LEADER
Today, we say goodbye to a man who once carried the hopes of a nation on his shoulders. A president, a father figure to many, a symbol of change whose journey began with promise and passion.
In his early years, he was a beacon of hope. He spoke with fire in his bones and dreams in his heart. Streets once chanted his name, not out of fear, but of faith. He walked into power with the blessings of the people and for a moment we believed again. We believed in justice. In growth. In peace.
But history, as it often does, unfolded with its own script.
In his final days, weakened by time and circumstance, he made a choice that will haunt generations. He handed over the soul of our nation to a tyrant one who rules not with love or law, but with fear and fire. Since then, we have watched our people drown in silence, our freedoms strangled, our dignity auctioned to the highest bidder.
Was it weakness? Was it blindness? Was it betrayal?
We may never know.
But even in the pain of the present, we cannot erase the man he once was. The leader who once gave children books instead of bullets. Who once built bridges where walls stood. We honor that man today not to rewrite history, but to remember the full picture.
To mourn him is to mourn what could have been.
May his soul find the peace he couldn’t give his people.
And may we, the living, rise stronger wiser knowing that legacy is not just in what you build, but in who you leave the keys with when you are gone.
Rest well, Mr. President.
History will speak your name with both hope and caution.
