I remember many years ago, when Warri was swallowed by fire.
It was not a small quarrel; it was war in every sense.
Houses burned until whole streets became ashes,
families ran from the only homes they had ever known,
and the cries of women and children filled the air.
I saw neighbours turn against neighbours,
and I saw friends become enemies overnight.
It was a wound so deep that it stained the history of this land ...
and even now, the scars are still there for those who look closely.
Today, as fresh reports of clashes between Itsekiri and Ijaw youths spread,
memories of that dark period are returning.
This is why it is important for us to pause and ask ourselves:
what will we gain if this fight grows bigger?
The truth is clear -- nobody wins a war between brothers.
Only hunger, loss, and regret become the landlords.
“When two brothers fight to the death,
a stranger inherits their father’s house."
If we let this anger grow, outsiders will benefit from our pain
while we are left picking the pieces of our own destruction.
Right now, the whole country is going through hard times.
Prices of food are high, jobs are scarce,
and many families cannot afford three meals a day.
Warri should be a place where people unite to survive these times,
not a battlefield that worsens the hardship.
When there is fighting, markets close,
schools shut their doors,
and businesses suffer heavy losses.
Even oil companies -- the lifeblood of the Niger Delta economy
slow down their work, and this affects everyone’s pocket.
In truth, fighting now is like adding salt to an open wound.
And we must remember that the Itsekiri and the Ijaw are not strangers to each other.
They are neighbours, they live along the same streets,
they marry into each other’s families,
they work together in politics and business.
If one community bleeds, the other feels the pain.
If the violence spreads, it will not stay in one corner....
it will enter our homes and our hearts,
leaving everyone worse off than before.
Our elders say: “When the left hand washes the right hand,
both hands become clean.”
This is the truth -- only by working together can both sides find peace and progress.
We must not let anger lead us into self-destruction,
because when it is over,
it is still the same land we will share,
the same river we will fish from,
and the same markets we will trade in.
This fight, if it continues, is nothing more than a self-inflicted injury.
It will take away our peace, our money, and our children’s future.
And when war is over,
the same people we are fighting today will still be our neighbours tomorrow.
So I speak directly to the elders, the youths, and the leaders of both communities ...
call your people back.
Drop the weapons.
End the reprisals before they go any further.
Talk to one another, forgive where you can,
and let us find solutions through dialogue instead of blades and bullets.
No matter how deep the hurt feels,
peace is still cheaper than war.
The road to war is short,
but the journey back from war is long and full of suffering.
Warri is our shared home.
If we burn it, we all sleep in ashes.
If we protect it, we all enjoy the shade of peace.
Let us be wise now,
so that our children will not curse us tomorrow.
Let us choose peace -- today, not later..
because tomorrow may be too late.
EBIKABOWEI KEDIKUMO ,- writes from Ayakoromo Town, Delta State