Life is hard enough without snorting drugs. Hard drugs appear on the horizon like golden escape doors, but in reality they are traps. Hard drugs are the chains that mutilate freedom, the substance that separates the mind from the soul, the rope that binds sense to nonsense.

Powerful is music. The ‘m’ in music appeals to the mind. The music healed King Saul and cursed the demons that tormented his soul, caged in tranquility. Music broke down the Walls of Jericho. Music is the food of love, it is the sound of joy that announces the birth and the song of pain that puts an end to it.

We live in a world dazzled by super-rich superstars who revel in stardom, idolized by a fandom hooked on superhype, superhits, supercars, and superficialities.

Now, singers no longer make music; they make noise. They have replaced beat with rubbish, they have replaced reason with rage, the lyrics now only drip with sex, drugs plus alcohol and everyone in society: parents, guardians, government, clergy, schools, traditional rulers, unions, dance to the rhythm of the decadence of our present and the perdition of our future.

An uneducated monarch in the Southwest was seen in a viral video involving marijuana, yet neither law enforcement nor the civil society community have come out to condemn the heinous act.

At the height of his glory, the most talented and radical Nigerian musician of all time, Fela Anikulapo-Kuti, never dedicated a song to Indian hemp, his exhilarating hobby. Although his negative influence on marijuana use among musicians today cannot be empirically proven, many marijuana-smoking Nigerian musicians today view Fela as a demigod.

But, largely due to the breath of sanity in society and the big stick wielded by regulatory bodies from the 1980s to the early 1990s, murijuana players who wished to glorify Igbo were not doing so openly, instead they used euphemisms such as ganja, indo, kush, Mary Jane, Indian hemp choko to praise their love of the hallucinatory substance.

In 1984, when the sway of Major General Muhammadu Buhari’s command typified military swiftness, a young man born in Port Harcourt would not have metamorphosed from Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu into Burna Boy, singing ‘I need igbo and shayo o’. What studio would have recorded the offending song?

Had Burna Boy not been tied to a stake and flogged naked in the open by soldiers, he surely would not have failed to serve his sentence for his crime in Kirikiri. He would have been banned from holding a microphone in private or public for 250 years!

From the late Majek Fashek, who commanded the misty sky to ‘send rain’, to Tuface Idibia, who professed love to his African queen, to 9ice, who prophesied that Gongo Aso, to Danfo Drivers, Ice Prince, Olamide, Flavour, Wizkid, Davido, Naira Marley, Seun Kuti, Terry G, Eedrees Abdulkareem, Portable and many others, hemp use and/or glorification is commonplace among Nigerian musicians. In addition to Hip-Hop, R&B, Rap, and Reggae, musicians in other genres like Fuji, Juju, Apala, Highlife, etc., also use marijuana.

It is true that marijuana is now used as a recreational drug in some parts of the world. This is still not the case in Nigeria, so it is still an offense for people to use, sell or promote it. The use of hard drugs, especially Indian hemp, has been linked to recklessness commonly displayed by kidnappers, assassins, bandits, etc. in all the country. It is also one of the main contributors to the increase in the number of psychiatric cases in the country.

Between 1985, when he was ousted from power, and now, Buhari has gone from father to grandfather to great-grandfather, making the burden of fatherhood heavier on him. Buhari from the 80s had a voice and spoke.

Today, what has changed? Who or what has taken Buhari’s voice? Why has the rugged, khaki-clad father Buhari turned into a permissive agbada-clad great-grandfather who watches his children and grandchildren across the country take hard drugs without concern? Why?

My mind tells me that the violation of values ​​in the last four decades is the answer. Even Buhari himself, the crusading advocate of the War Against Indiscipline, got caught in the web of moral conflict when he shamelessly declared that his benefactor, the Brainless Bandit named General Sani Abacha, never stole.

Buhari lied. A corrupt lie. She saw a thief with dark glasses and called him a saint in white robes. The growing army of unemployed young Nigerians watches as Buhari and the ruling All Progressives Congress lie and party in luxury as the economic noose tightens. So for young Nigerians, life is hell, escape is hemp.

Young people watched two jailed ex-governors pardoned, heard Aisha Buhari sound the alarm about the Aso Rock Clinic fraud, watched Buhari’s asset declaration promise crumble; they witnessed the Lekki Tollgate murders, watched her age mates, the sons of members of the political elite, control billions and fly in private jets. For young Nigerians, life is hell, hemp is paradise.

As the Buhari-led All Progressives Congress government busied itself flexing its muscles and banning millions of Nigerians from the legitimate use of Twitter, with Information and Culture Minister Alhaji Lai Mohammed yelling himself hoarse over the ban, virtually all government agencies that carry out oversight functions on drug abuse have gone to sleep, including Minister Mohammed, who has been snoring louder.

Unfortunately, the Ministry of Information and Culture, the National Broadcasting Commission, the National Board of Film and Video Censors, the National Guidance Agency, etc. they have kept quiet about the glorification of hard drugs by Nigerian music artists. A High Court judge, who wishes to remain anonymous, says “any of these agencies can sue misguided musicians/producers for glorifying hard drugs.” Unfortunately, none have ever done so.

Retired Brigadier General Buba Marwa is doing a good job at the National Drug Control Agency, but the agency needs to regularly raid nightclubs, the haven of open drug abuse. The agency also needs to inform Nigerians of the outcome of its investigation of Obinna Iyiegbu, also known as Obi Cubana, who allegedly received payments from convicted drug dealers.

While Aisha Buhari spent her presidential energy on an obscure blogger, don’t judge her if her NGO, the Aisha Buhari Foundation, is unfazed by the barrage of drugs swarming the nation like a rain of locusts because drug abuse is not part of the of his tenure in the kitchen where Buhari put her. But politics is.

As a child, being called a pot smoker was an invitation to family warfare. A father will fight tooth and nail to restore the dignity of his son, mistakenly called a hemp smoker. This is no longer the case as parents now form the ‘Yahoo Parents Association’ to protect, juju and pray for their children’s Yahoo success. Parents now buy igbo for their children.

Tomorrow shows the day. Today, we are seeing the demonstrations of what to expect from our leading users of cocaine, heroin, loud, Arizona, lean, codeine, tramadol, gentamicin, etc. of tomorrow.

Over the years, Burna Boy has glorified marijuana, singing on his recent album: “I need igbo and shayo (shayo), I need igbo and shayo (shayo), I need igbo and shayo (shayo), Shayo (shayo) shayo ( shayo)…” And was rewarded with a national award of Member of the Federal Republic by Buhari.

Nigerian parents, teachers, lobbyists, pastors, imams, babalawos, atheists, etc. they were at the national award ceremony in Abuja where Buhari dignified Burna Boy with his Igbo songs and everyone applauded.

We have failed to wrest our youth from the jaws of hard drugs. We fail to teach our children that the ‘D’ in ‘Drugs’ is ‘Death’. The hard drug monster we breed is ripe, it’s devouring us one by one.