Chief Edwin Clark And Chief Ayo Adebanjo: Two Legends Death Could Not Kill

By Chief Mike A. A. Ozekhome, SAN, CON, OFR, LL.D

Introduction

Death, shame on you. You have always killed the body, not the soul; never the legacy. Such is the fate of the last two men standing, Chief Edwin Kiagbodo Clark and Chief Ayo Adebanjo, who died few days from each other. From the dawn of existence, mankind has lived under the unyielding shadow of death.

It is the ultimate oppressor; the force that acknowledges neither power nor piety; neither nobility nor knowledge.

It is the great leveller; the final conqueror before whom all men- kings and commoners; heroes and villains; patricians and plebeians; rich and poor-must bow.

Wearing a monstrous visage with fangs bared, death stalks us unseen. It strikes without warning. It is indifferent to the hopes, aspirations, dreams and struggles of humanity.

Like our shadow, it follows us everywhere, sticking to us like a second skin. Viktor Franki was dead right when he wrote, “Death is the greatest tyrant of all, it is the one that can take away our freedom, our dignity, and humanity”. Perhaps the most eloquent tribute to death came from Thomas Sowell.

Hear him: “Death is the greatest leveler, the ultimate democrat, but it is also the greatest tyrant, for it treats all lives as equal in their insignificance”.

The Psalmist explains man’s fragility better: “Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.” (Psalm 144:4).

Indeed, life is but a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. James 4:14 puts it better when it proclaims, “Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes”

And now, that fleeting shadow has claimed the twin colossi of Chief Edwin Kiagbodo Clark and Chief Ayo Adebanjo.

These were two towering figures whose lives were totally dedicated to the attainment of justice, democracy, and the eternal struggle against oppression.

They stood like ancient baobabs in the political landscape of Nigeria, their roots intertwined with the fight for equity, their voices thunderous in the corridors of power.

Expressing the fleetness of life, Macbeth in Act 5, Scene 5 of William Shakespeare’s Macbeth, intoned that “Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more. It is a tale
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing.”

Yet, for all their power and defiance, they too have fallen to the callous hands of death; embraced by the inevitable grasp of mortality. 

“The death of a righteous man is never the death of his deeds, nor the end of his influence.” 

This is the paradox of existence: death takes men, but it cannot take away their legacy. It silences voices, but it cannot silence the echoes of the truth they spoke.

It buries bodies, but it cannot bury the fire they ignited in the hearts of those they left behind.

Consider the tale of Achilles, the greatest warrior of Greek mythology. He was given a choice: a long, uneventful life or a short life filled with glory that would make his name immortal.

He chose the latter, knowing that though his body would perish, his name would be sung in eternity.

Like Achilles, Pa Clark and Pa Adebanjo chose the path of impact over the comfort of obscurity. Their names, their struggles, their legacy, will not be forgotten. NEVER!!!

Death, in its arrogance wrongly believes it has silenced them. But can death truly claim victory over men whose legacy outlives their mortal forms? 

The answer is an emphatic no. Death may take the body, but it cannot take the impact.

It may silence the voice, but it cannot silence the ideology. The greatest flaw of death is its inability to erase the echoes of greatness.

The African proverb is right that “the dead are not gone; they are only in another room”.

As Haruki Murakami once put it, “Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it”. Julius Caesar in Williams Shakespeare’s epic by the same title, “Julius Caesar” defanged death when he refused the entreaties of Calpurnia, his wife not to go to the Capital for fear of being assassinated by the conspirators.

He shredded death thus, “No, Caesar shall not.  Danger knows full well that Caesar is more dangerous than he.

We are two lions littered in one day, and I the elder and more terrible”. (Act 2 Scene 2).

Chief Edwin Clark, The Lion Of The Niger Delta

This Nationalist spent all his life in ceaseless advocacy, ensuring that his people were not reduced to mere spectators in a nation built on their resources.

He was not just a politician; he was a movement, a force of nature.

He spoke for the voiceless, demanded justice for the marginalized, and carried the weight of an entire region’s hopes on his shoulders. Beyond these, his common cliché was “we are all Nigerians” a clear exemplification of this Pan-Nigerianity.

Chief Ayo Adebanjo

Chief Ayo Adebanjo, on the other hand, was the embodiment of ideological purity.

As a disciple of Chief Obafemi Awolowo, he stood firmly by the principles of federalism, free education, and self-determination. His words carried the weight of history.

His defiance against injustice never wavered; and his belief in a restructured Nigeria remained unshaken even in his final days.

He was, as Marcus Garvey once said, “a lion who did not live to entertain hyenas.”

Yet, death still claimed them as it has claimed countless others before them. Death will still claim more. Its bacchanalian propensity to consume mortals like Bacchus the good of wine is unhinged.

The finality of mortality forces a painful question upon us: If even men of such towering stature cannot defy death, then what hope does mankind have?

But therein lies the irony. True death is not the cessation of breath but the erasure of memory. 

These men are not truly gone. Their essence remains, immortalized in the ideals they fought for, in the words they spoke, and in the lives they touched.

We are reminded of the African proverb: “A man dies twice.

The first is when he breathes his last; the second is when his name is spoken for the last time.” Pa Clark and Pa Adebanjo, by virtue of their works, have ensured that the second death shall never come.

Their names will be inscribed in the annals of history; their voices will continue to echo through the ages.

In the grand battle between mankind and death, memory is the battlefield. And men like Clark and Adebanjo never truly lose out.
 
The Giants And Their Eternal Struggles

To understand the lives of Chief Edwin Kiagbodo Clark and Chief Ayo Adebanjo is to understand the very fabric of Nigeria’s history, its triumphs and tragedies, its betrayals and its resilience.

These were not men who merely lived through history; they made history themselves.

They were not silent observers; they were architects of change and warriors in the relentless fight for justice.

Yet, even the greatest of warriors must one day lay down their swords.

The passing of these two titans forces us to confront the painful reality that no man, no matter how powerful, can defeat the tyranny of time.

It is as the Bible states in Ecclesiastes 9:11, “The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, nor does food come to the wise or wealth to the brilliant or favour to the learned; but time and chance happen to them all.”

But if time has claimed their mortal frames, it has not diminished their impact. Death has never been able to claim greatness. 

It has tried throughout the ages but failed abysmally. Silencing Socrates did not kill philosophy. Crucifying Christ did not end Christianity.

Assassinating Martin Luther King Jr. did not halt the civil rights movement killing Adaka Boro and Ken Saro Wiwa did not end Niger Delta agitation. Likewise, the passing of Chief Clark and Chief Adebanjo will not end their struggle.

Edwin Clark: The Indomitable Voice Of The Niger Delta

The story of Edwin Clark is the story of a man who refused to be silent or silenced. His life was defined by resistance, relentless advocacy and the ceaseless fight for equity.

From his earliest days, he knew that the Niger Delta, despite being the economic heartbeat of Nigeria, had been condemned to perpetual marginalization and squalor.

Oil flowed beneath the feet of his people, yet poverty sat on their shoulders. Their land was rich, but their lives were poor. 

There is water everywhere, but like in the ancient Marina, none fit enough to drink. Clark refused to accept this as man-imposed destiny.

He fiercely championed resource control, fiscal federalism and the rights of the marginalized, knowing that freedom is never freely given but must be fought for and won.

His voice thundered in political arenas; his presence was felt in the highest echelons of power; and his influence shaped the policies that sought to address the inequities of his time.

One of Pa Clark’s defining moments was the 2005 National Political Reform Conference, where he led the South South Delegates Forum in one of the most historic protests against the injustice of oil revenue allocation. When Northern delegates refused to allow an 18% derivation formula for oil-producing states, Clark led a mass walkout.

This was not just a political maneuver; it was an act of defiance, a statement that injustice must never be negotiated, tolerated but must be rejected.

I was the spokes person for the entire South South delegates at the Conference.

A true leader does not retreat, and Clark never did. Even at 97, Pa Clark was still on television screen, pontificating, advocating, teaching, directing and crusading for good governance, restructuring and strong Nigerian nation.

His life was a testament to the words of the legendary poet Dylan Thomas, who wrote: “Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” Clark never surrendered to injustice.

And though death has claimed him, his voice will continue to echo in every struggle for equity in Nigeria.

His light will continue to illuminate dark paths towards national regurgimento, restructuring, equity, egalitarianism and social justice.
 
Ayo Adebanjo: The Eternal Flame Of Ideology

If Chief Edwin Clark was a warrior for the Niger Delta and enthronement of justice in the Nigerian space, Chief Ayo Adebanjo was a lion of ideological purity. 

In a world where political leaders switch allegiances as easily as changing tissue papers, Chief Ayo Adebanjo remained unwavering in his ideological beliefs.

From his earliest days in the Action Group, under the mentorship of Chief Obafemi Awolowo, Adebanjo embraced a set of principles that would define his entire life-true federalism, free education, regional autonomy, and social justice.

While many leaders evolved into political opportunists, Adebanjo remained a true disciple and guardian of Awolowo’s ideals, unshaken by the temptations of power.

Pa Adebanjo was imprisoned, harassed and exiled; yet he never compromised. In 1993, when the military annulled MKO Abiola’ selection, Adebanjo was at the forefront of NADECO (National Democratic Coalition), risking his limbs and life to demand the restoration of democracy.

He was not one for silent negotiations; his brand of politics was radical, bold and unapologetic. “There is no diplomacy in truth,” he often said.

Chief Adebanjo’s fearless advocacy extended into his old age. In his 90s, he was still one of the loudest voices demanding the restructuring of Nigeria. 

While younger politicians hesitated or defected, fearful of repercussions, Adebanjo spoke with fire and clarity, insisting that Nigeria’s survival depended on true federalism.

His courage reminds us of Winston Churchill’s words: “To each, there comes in their lifetime a special moment when they are figuratively tapped on the shoulder and offered the chance to do something unique to them and their talents.

What a tragedy if that moment finds them unprepared or unqualified for what could have been their finest hour.”

Adebanjo did not just seize his moment; he made sure every moment of his life was dedicated to fighting for justice.

If Edwin Clark and Ayo Adebanjo have taught us anything, it is that death’s greatest weakness is its inability to erase legacy.

It is said that when Alexander the Great lay on his deathbed, he ordered his generals to carry his coffin with his hands stretched out.

When asked why, he said: “Let the world see that even the greatest conqueror leaves this world empty-handed.”

But some men do not leave empty-handed. They leave behind them movements, ideas, ideologies, revolutions and a generation greatly inspired to carry on their good works. 

That is the difference between ordinary men and legends. Clark and Adebanjo were legends.

Death thought it could silence Chief Clark and Chief Adebanjo, but death has yet failed. It could not erase or silence names which are now immortal, etched into the pages of Nigeria’s history.

Their ideas and ideals will live on in the youthful activists who demand a just Nigeria; in the communities that still fight for fairness; and in the common people who refuse to accept oppression as their fate.

Therefore, even as we mourn these two legends, we must recognize that they have won the only battle that matters-the battle against irrelevance; against obscurity. Surely, their bodies will rest, but their fight continues.
 
Defying Death Through Legacy

As I reflect on the passing of Chief Edwin Kiagbodo Clark and Chief Ayo Adebanjo, I am struck by one immutable truth: death may take the man, but it cannot take his legacy.

The true measure of a life is not in its duration but in its impact. These two titans of justice and democracy may have departed, but their spirits remain embedded in the struggles they fought and the victories they secured.

The philosopher Marcus Aurelius once said, “What we do now echoes in eternity.” And indeed, Chiefs Clark and Adebanjo lived lives that will echo far beyond their years.

They were not merely politicians; they were symbols of defiance, embodiments of truth, and sentinels of justice who challenged impunity and spoke truth to power.

Their deaths, like those of all great men, force us to ask: What remains after the body has returned to dust? 

What is the true test of immortality? If it is in the endurance of one’s impact, then these men have conquered death itself.
 
My Personal Encounters With Pa Adebanjo

I have had the rare privilege of knowing and working closely alongside these giants in their lifetime.

My undiluted respect for them is not borne out of distant admiration, but from personal experience; from standing in the trenches with them in the many battles for a better Nigeria. Of Chief Ayo Adebanjo, I had earlier written with conviction thus:

“Chief Ayo Adebanjo is truly one of the very last of the Mohicans – the last men standing.

“Here’s wishing and praying that he outlives his father and continues well beyond his 100-year anniversary in good health, fine cheer, and peace that passeth all understanding.”
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Papa Adebanjo’s passing is therefore not just a personal loss but a national one.

He was more than a political figure; he was an ideologue, a moral force in a landscape often devoid of conscience.

He lived not for himself but for the idea of a fair and just Nigeria, and his unyielding advocacy for restructuring will not be forgotten.

While he fought from the NADECO flank, I fought from the human rights and pro-democracy odeon.

We always converged towards achieving common goals of having a better and more equitable Nigeria.

My Personal Encounter with Pa Clark

My encounter with Pa Edwin Clark was equally profound. I remember vividly the 2005 National Political Reform Conference, where I was entrusted with the role of Publicity Secretary and Spokesperson for the South-South Delegates Forum.

It was there that I saw first hand Clark’s brilliance, his uncommon courage and defiance; and his ability to command respect from all and sundry.

He was the undisputed leader of the South-South Delegation, and under his guidance and leadership of a field Marshal, we fought for a well-structured federation; for devolution of power; and for a fair derivation formula for oil-producing states.

Thus, when our proposal of a modest 18% derivation was rejected by the Northern delegates who said the South-South should even be grateful for 13% it was having, Clark led the historic walkout; an event that has since been termed the “First Walkout” in Nigeria’s conference history.

It was a moment of historic reckoning, a statement that the oppression of the oil-bearing communities of the Niger Delta would not go unanswered.

I stood with him, alongside other progressive minds, as we challenged the status quo and demanded justice and fairness.

That was the kind of man Pa Clark was-fearless, courageous, bold, unrelenting and unbowed.

Pa was a father to all; a mentor; a scholar; and an activist who led from the front. He loathed sycophancy, servility and political opportunism. You either loved him passionately or hated him malevolently, but never could you ignore him.
 
The Final Defiance: A Legacy That Cannot Be Buried

It is often said that “a man dies twice: once when his body ceases to function, and again when his name is spoken for the last time.” If that is true, then Clark and Adebanjo will never truly die.

Their names will be spoken for generations to come, their contributions studied in classrooms, and their courage invoked by young activists who refuse to accept a Nigeria that is anything less than just.

Like Moses leading the Israelites through the Red Sea, they parted the waters of oppression and repression, clearing a path of for those who would come after them.

Like Socrates drinking the hemlock, they stood by their convictions even when the price was too high.

And like Mandela in Robben Island, they fought a system designed to silence them and won.

If death thought it could erase them, it has grossly miscalculated. For their works remain; their speeches still resonate; their ideas still shape the destiny of Nigeria.

It is a cruel paradox of existence that we must often celebrate greatness in the shadow of its departure.

That we must find words to honor titans whose very absence renders language inadequate. But if time is the great equalizer, then it is also the thief of presence.

It robs us of our icons, leaving us with only echoes of wisdom where once stood the steadfast guardians of justice. And yet, not all echoes fade.

As I write this elegy for two legends, my heart is heavy and sad for Nigeria; but my resolve is strengthened. The best way to honour them is not through words but through action. To those of us who remain, their deaths must not mark the end of their battles; it must mark their rebirth in those of us left behind.

They have passed the torch to us. It is now our duty to ensure that their labours and sacrifices are not in vain.

Rest well, Chief Edwin Clark.
Rest well, Chief Ayo Adebanjo.