My Covenant With God Remains Unshaken Despite Ingratitude—- Rights Lawyer Ejoifor

A human rights lawyer, Sir Ifeanyi Ejoifor, has declared that despite experiencing blackmail and betrayal from those he identifies as ingrates, he will remain a special gift from God to humanity, dedicated to impacting lives, defending the oppressed, and upholding justice without fear or favour.

He affirmed that his covenant with God remains unshaken, impervious to mortal interference. He cautioned those attempting to frustrate a divine mandate, reminding them that they contend not with man, but with God Himself.

In a press statement issued over the weekend, titled: “The Folly of Biting the Finger that Fed You – When Gratitude Dies,” Ejiofor recounted painful experiences with some of the very people he had defended, pro bono, in his capacity as a human rights lawyer.

He described betrayal as a corrosive force that eats away at the soul of both betrayer and betrayed.Sir Ejoifor ssays “In the ordinary course of life, certain principles are so fundamental that their violation tears at the vabric of our common humanity.

” Gratitude is one such sacred principle. HHuman civilisation since its earliest days, has acknowledged gratitude as both a moral duty and a spiritual virtue. When gratitude dies, betrayal is born.”

“The phenomenon of biting the hand that feeds you, or stabbing in the back the one who rescued you from life’s storms, is not new. History, both biblical and secular, is replete with tragic accounts of ingratitude.

“From Cain rising against Abel, to Joseph’s brothers selling him into slavery, to Brutus piercing Caesar with a fatal blow while declaring, “Et tu, Brute?”, we are constantly reminded that the deepest wounds are often inflicted not by strangers, but by those who once shared our bread and cup.”

“In fulfilling my solemn professional obligation as a legal practitioner, I have always been guided not only by financial considerations, but by the higher calling of advancing the cause of humanity.

“The scales of justice are often too heavy for the poor, the oppressed, and the downtrodden to lift; it is our sacred duty to help shoulder that weight, even when doing so exposes us to grave risks.”

“Through my pro bono services, I have, by the grace of God, rescued thousands from oppression, across Nigeria’s ethnic and religious divides.

” My courtroom battles iin defenceof liberty have not been confined to Igbo or IPOB members alone; they have extended to the West, North, South, and East. Justice is blind to tribe, and so must we who serve her.

“I recall with emotion the case of Mr. Bala Futu, an indigene of Plateau State unjustly confined in Keffi prison for over a decade on false allegations of grave crimes.

” After years of legal struggle, he was finally discharged and acquitted in 2016. Two months after his release, Bala sought a meeting with me in my Abuja office.

“He did not come empty-handed. He came with his wife, his relatives, and three bags of fresh potatoes, a bag of onions, yams, and other items – humble tokens of gratitude from a heart overflowing with thanks.

“As I beheld those gifts, tears flowed uncontrollably. Not because I could not afford such items, but because I saw in his gesture the purest form of appreciation, one that transcends wealth and speaks directly to the heart. That was biblical giving: giving not out of surplus, but out of sacrifice, love, and gratitude.”

“Yet, how sharply this memory contrasts with the cold betrayal I have received from others, men whom I considered brothers, men whose lives I spared from the teeth of the state at the risk of my own.

” Not only have they failed to show appreciation, but some, in their soulless ingratitude, have conspired to eliminate me. They were not provoked by any wrongdoing on my part.

“Their venom stems from envy, cowardice, and a desperate desire to conceal their own inadequacies by destroying the very hand that once protected them.

“The irony is both painful and profound: that those who were pulled from the pit will turn around and dig a deeper one for their rescuer.

“This is the darkest expression of human ingratitude. Even the history of the Biafran struggle, if the truth were told, would reveal names; names that, if spoken, would shake the very soul of our people.

“Names of those who sold their conscience to the devil, yet parade themselves before the gullible as saints of the struggle.

“But my message to such betrayers is simple and unwavering: you are not my Creator. Before I was formed in my mother’s womb, God ordained me for this divine mission.

“It was prophesied in my childhood that I would be a voice for the voiceless, and that mission remains sealed by covenant. Therefore, no mortal, no matter how venomous, shall derail my divine assignment. Many have tried in the past; they all failed. Others will try tomorrow; they, too, shall fall like their predecessors.

“If they doubt this truth, they need only look back at the calamities that befell others who once raised a hand against me. God remains my fortress and shield. Ultimately, gratitude ennobles, while ingratitude debases.

“Gratitude builds bridges; ingratitude burns them. Gratitude is the language of the soul; ingratitude is the death of the soul. The world remembers and honours those who were grateful; it forgets and curses those who betrayed their benefactors.

“So, let it be written; so let it be known: those who bite the hand that feeds them, those who stab their rescuers in the back, are not just fighting man; they are fighting God. And in such a battle, the outcome has never been in doubt,” said Ejoifor.