Aare Amerijoye DOT.B
The numbers have spoken. The arithmetic of destiny is clear. And the truth unyielding and incandescent stands tall: 2027 belongs to Atiku Abubakar. Those who mocked the Waziri of Adamawa in 2023 now wrestle with an uncomfortable reality: he did not lose because he was weak; he lost because the southern political class chose treachery over truth, sabotage over statesmanship.
Yet, despite the daggers drawn against him, Atiku still harvested 6,984,520 votes without the luxury of southern loyalty and with the burden of internal betrayal. That is not a defeat; that is a prophecy in progress.
As Nelson Mandela declared, “It always seems impossible until it’s done.” In 2027, the impossible becomes inevitable.
Mark this: 2027 will not deliver a united South. It cannot. It will not. The tectonic plates of southern politics are already cracking under the weight of ambition and distrust.
The Obi phenomenon is not fading; it will persist in slicing through the southern vote with surgical precision. The South-East will cling to Peter Obi with unyielding loyalty, fueled by pride and the embers of political nostalgia. In the South-South, the terrain will remain fractured, caught in the tug-of-war between Atiku and the PDP legacy, Obi’s rekindled momentum, and Tinubu’s tantalizing promises
The South-West? Tinubu’s home turf? That fortress is already under siege. Economic hardship has melted the iron gates of Yoruba solidarity. Even his most ardent defenders whisper their disillusionment.
The arithmetic is merciless: no Southern candidate will command 70% bloc support in 2027. Not Tinubu. Not even Obi. The South will fragment, and in that fracture lies Atiku’s fortune. Niccolò Machiavelli once wrote: “The wise man does at once what the fool does finally.” The South is busy playing the politics of ego; the North is preparing the politics of power.
Now turn your gaze northward, where history is scripting a different story, a story of unity, loyalty, and strategic vengeance. In 2023, despite elite sabotage, Atiku pulled 5,233,703 votes in the North. Tinubu? 5,598,686, barely ahead, and that by questionable maneuvers. But come 2027, the tables will not just turn; they will flip, shatter, and bury Tinubu under their ruins.
Why? Because the North has seen enough. Fuel prices soaring like a hawk, food inflation strangling households, insecurity festering like an open wound, Tinubu’s government is the nightmare they never ordered. And nightmares demand awakenings.
Atiku’s name is now carved into the Northern psyche as the unfulfilled promise, the leader who should have been. In the next cycle, Northern elders will close ranks, political warlords will recalibrate, and the masses, the silent majority, will roar in unison: “This time, we reclaim what was stolen.” Seventy percent of northern support is not wishful thinking. It is mathematics soaked in reality and cemented by resentment. Jean-Jacques Rousseau warned: “When the people shall have nothing more to eat, they will eat the rich.” Nigerians have tasted hunger under APC; they are now preparing to devour the deception that birthed it.
Here is the final dagger: Peter Obi holds 6,101,533 votes without a single governor or legislative backing. Atiku holds nearly 7 million votes despite sabotage. Combine these forces, and Tinubu’s empire of illusion collapses overnight. APC propagandists can chant slogans till their throats bleed; the numbers remain merciless.
The 2027 ballot will not listen to propaganda. It will listen to hunger. It will listen to despair. It will listen to broken promises. And above all, it will listen to the man who has walked the political valleys and climbed the peaks of governance, Atiku Abubakar.
As Awolowo once declared: “Those who desire to rule must first learn to serve.” Tinubu promised service but delivered suffering. Atiku served and still seeks to serve.
Governors do not win elections. Moneybags do not win elections. Propaganda does not win elections. People win elections. And the people, north and south, are converging on one truth: 2023 was sabotage. 2027 will be salvation.
Tinubu can prepare his dance steps; the music has changed. APC can polish its propaganda; the people have gone deaf to deceit. Atiku is not coming, Atiku is inevitable. Ọrọ mọ́ àdìyẹ wọ́n, Ọmọ àwọdì Ìyá ló mọ̀ Àsà. The eagle knows its strength; the chicks cannot comprehend its flight and strength but its mother knows. The North is uniting. The South is dividing. And Atiku is rising.
History has begun to write its verdict, and its ink is bold with destiny: when the curtain falls in 2027, Nigeria will not be guessing; Nigeria will be rejoicing, for the name Atiku Abubakar will echo like the anthem of a new dawn.
But what about Atiku now flying the ADC flag? Some whisper doubts, arguing that the strength he wielded under PDP cannot be replicated in ADC. This reasoning is flawed and shallow. Atiku’s power has never been in the letters of a party name; it resides in the depth of his political architecture, the breadth of his grassroots machinery, and the steel of his national brand. Parties do not make leaders of Atiku’s stature. Leaders like Atiku create parties, shape their narratives, and command their structures.
In 2023, without full loyalty from his party, without southern governors, and under deliberate sabotage, Atiku still amassed nearly 7 million votes. If that was possible under siege, imagine the momentum when he leads a platform built on conviction, loyalty, and the hunger for realignment. ADC is not a limitation; it is liberation from the chains of old betrayals.
It is the blank canvas on which Atiku will paint Nigeria’s political renaissance. If PDP was a cage of treachery, ADC is the open sky where the eagle spreads its wings without fear. If PDP was a sinking ship of hypocrisy,
ADC is the ark of redemption, carrying the righteous mission to safe harbour. Those who doubt this are like men who try to measure the ocean with a calabash , their imagination is too small for the magnitude of Atiku’s destiny.
For those saying PDP gave him structure, where was that structure when governors betrayed him?
Where was it when the South turned its back?
The truth is glaring: his votes came from the people, not politicians.
Those people have not vanished. If anything, they are angrier, hungrier, and readier than ever. And this time, the platform is pure, the vision uncluttered, and the mission unmistakable. Atiku has not changed course; he has changed the vehicle, and the new vehicle has no saboteurs in the driver’s seat.
ADC is not a detour; it is the highway of destiny, freshly paved, free of the potholes of perfidy that crippled the PDP experiment. Those waiting for him to fail are like men waiting for the sunrise in the West , they will wait forever.
And for those who still doubt, let history be your tutor. Mandela walked out of Robben Island and remade South Africa, not because of a party logo but because destiny answers to courage, not acronyms. Churchill, scorned and discarded, returned from political oblivion to lead Britain to victory when it mattered most.
Abraham Lincoln, the titan of democracy, switched platforms to save a nation’s soul. Did history mock them for changing vessels? No, it immortalized them for steering storms to safe harbour.
Atiku’s ADC move is cut from that same eternal fabric. It is not defection; it is divine disruption. It is not a gamble; it is a declaration of inevitability. He is not playing draughts; he is playing chess on a board called destiny,and the last move is checkmate.
History is not on the side of the doubters. It is on the side of the determined. And in 2027, the name Atiku Abubakar will not just be written on ballot papers; it will be written in the hearts of millions, North and South, united by hunger for change and thirst for justice. ADC is not a gamble; it is the philosopher’s stone , turning doubt into destiny, and prophecy into power.
Aare Amerijoye DOT.B
Director General
The Narrative Force “
