Abia: A Feast For Carrion – By Dr. Chukwuemeka Ifegwu Eke
Abia: A Feast for Carrion Beneath a sun bloated and jaundiced, Abia’s carcass lay rotting—a grotesque banquet for the damned. Flies blackened the air, their drone a ceaseless hymn to decay, as they crawled over the state’s necrotic flesh. Roads split like rancid fruit, oozing sewage into stagnant pools where mosquitoes bred like whispers of plague. Schools, their roofs peeled back like skullcaps, hosted colonies of bats and fungi. In the markets, the stench of death clung to wilted produce and rusted stalls, while vultures circled above Umuahia’s government house, their shadows stitching a shroud over the land. Here, corruption…
