We Must Secure Yorubaland

By Adeola Aderounmu

In March 2020 a bomb blast ravaged Bethlehem Girl’s College in Abule-Ado Lagos State. In my response, I urge the Lagos State government, the governors in western Nigeria and the Ooni of Ife to secure Yorubaland.

Before that terror last that destroyed the entire Catholic girls’ school, the environment and several lives, Lagos and western Nigeria was an easy target for uncountable and undocumented terror attacks in forms of truck drivers running into a crowd or the trailers exploding.

Lagos and Yorubaland in general have been a testing ground for terror attacks.

Now, in 2026, terrorism is full blown in Yorubaland.

In several articles and essays over the past decade, I have personally warned that this day would come. I have been screaming that Yorubaland is not secure but I also imagine that we don’t read nowadays and I am also aware that my audiences may not be as far reaching as I have thought.

I continue to hope that since my articles are online, they would be available to a certain generation that would understand the enormity of the problems facing Yorubaland. My generation has joined the previous generations to be classified as the wasted generation. It seems that the generation of Yorubaland custodians between 30 and 40 years today are also totally wasted away!

I have used Festac Town as a case study several times. If the Fulani or the non-Nigerian population in Festac Town decide to eliminate all Yoruba (and other occupants of Festac today June 6, 2026) I think that to a large extent, they would succeed.

As far back as 2016 when I lived for a few days at a hotel on 3rd Avenue in Festac Town, I was shocked by the way Festac have been occupied by Fulani-Hause and probably non-Nigerians.

In 2025 when I walked down 24 Road, 72 Road on Festac Town, I saw another explosive population of Fulani-Hausa and probably non-Nigerians selling everything in the world along the streets of 72 Road.

The consequences of the invasion of Yorubaland under several disguises including the generational sale of cattle, goods and services are that terror cells have multiplied across Yorubaland.

Again, writing about these things means that I am repeating things that I have openly warned about in the past. I wrote that when the time to unleash terror on Yorubaland begins, Yorubaland land may be conquered by the invaders. Sometimes, some things appear impossible or unimaginable, until they happen!

But when you wake up in your house or apartment and you are not sure if you would be taken away by the first person you meet outside your door, then the conquest has gone beyond physical and has become psychosocial. You live in fear. Your lives are in danger.

Your children are taken, their bodies dismembered. Your teachers are kidnapped and killed. Your chiefs and Obas are ridiculed. Your cousins are kidnapped. Your neighbours disappeared without a trace and you wonder when it is your turn. Your enemies got your exactly where they want you.

They occupy your forests; they bring their animals to eat your crops.

In some parts of Nigeria, villages are deserted and the owners of the land have vanished.

Then you shout, one Nigeria! You are not just a fool; you are a lost fool.

How is Nigeria one when you cannot live freely everywhere in the country? How is it one country when the Fulani terrorist is looking for your heads to cut away?

I am not just calling out to the irresponsible “leaders” in Yorubaland, I am calling on you as a Yoruba to secure your land, your environment, your culture, your heritage, your institutions and everything traditional that your ancestors bequeathed to you.

It is your turn as your read this to act, protect the ancestral land and bequeath it in peace to your children and your children’s children.

Your may think you are not at war, but you are in essence.

The war stops when you take control of your land affirmatively, you control your resources, you control your forests, you control your cities. You control your schools, your education, your health institutions. The war stops when you modernize your transport and do away with Okada menace. It stops when you plant your crops, rear your animals, control your good production and engage only in foreign trade from a distance from the enemies that have invade your land and brought you fear.

I can tell you several things your will enjoy when you take control of your life, not least electricity supply, good roads and a more peaceful life in pursuit of happiness in a free and liberated Yoruba country.

Yoruba, Omo Oduduwa, secure your land and let the invaders be gone in no time.