Akintoye claimed that the holy spirit informed him that "the spirits of those our forefathers sold for peanuts to Portuguese and Dutch people as slaves are behind the lack of growth, development, progress, peace, and unity in Yoruba Land, and among the Yoruba people" in an open letter to the Yoruba people that he personally signed and made available to newsmen through his communications office.
According to numerous stories, in the 18th century, Europeans transporting salt to Africa used Porto Novo and Whydan Kingdom in the modern-day Benin Republic with the assistance of some local Warriors to ship more than one million Africans, including the Yoruba people, to Europe and America as slaves.
For the Yoruba people to experience God's favour, cohesion, unity, and progress, according to renowned historian and scholar Akintoye, the curses placed on them by Trans-Atlantic slave trade victims—many of whom jumped into the Atlantic Ocean during their forced journeys to Europe and America—need to be cleansed.
Dear Yoruba people, my name is Professor Banji Akintoye, and this is my open letter. The numerous generations of the Yoruba race that are distributed around the world are sending you this letter as an overdue apology. This is not your typical letter; it is an epistle that many children of God of Yoruba descent from all over the cosmos have exchanged and that was inspired by a profound revelation.
“Predating colonialism and slavery in Africa in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, the Yoruba race had engaged in internal conflicts, resulting in marauding, intra-tribal and internecine warfare. Historians mostly agree that such civil unrests did not result in commercialization of human captives until the era of colonialism and slave trade on the African soil. Yet, we have to agree that foreigners did not do this without the cooperation of some of the indigenous people, the Yoruba.
“According to the revelation referenced above, a segment of the captive Yoruba sons and daughters hauled into slavery looked back and placed a curse on the land and the people that violated their humanities by selling them into slavery. Furthermore, Holy Spirit revealed that some among the Yoruba captives committed suicide by jumping off the captive ships into their deaths deep into the Atlantic Ocean, while others simply placed the curse and endured the shame by continuing the captive’s journey. For this, the need for reconciliation and unreserved apologies is real and past due.
“Against this backdrop of atrocity of historical proportions unleashed against the peoples of Black Africa, which escalated into the full-blown slavery, the current generation of the Yoruba seeks to tender an unreserved, heart-felt apology on behalf of our past generations of forefathers, monarchs and chiefs who participated in slavery, those who folded their hands in helplessness and hopelessness, those who looked the other way when they could have spoken or stood against the perpetrators of this heinous crime against humanity, and those who cooperated and/or benefitted from the sales of their brothers and sisters, children, parents, friends and neighbors.
“Words alone cannot atone for the immeasurable amount of suffering endured by our brothers and sisters during the forceful passages into the New World as they entered the narrow passage that ushered them into the journey of no return. Yet, words have to be offered to express remorse, regret and above all, to ask for forgiveness that could only come from the heart, and straight from the throne of grace.
“In all reality, a crime half a millennium old may seem forgotten and forgettable, perhaps it may even be misconstrued as negligible and perceived as having outlived the statute of limitation; yet, as the Yoruba often say in the context of their indigenous rhetoric, “The one who passed feces to mess up the path may forget, but the one who had to clean up the mess will never forget.” Even if the smell is gone, the thought of the blemish and inner violation may linger.
“Having said all that, we say it from the bottom of our hearts that we sincerely understand if you still nurse the hurt and feel the pain; after all, years may heal the wound, but the scar may always remain. All we can say is to appeal that you please forgive our forefathers on whose behalf we tender these apologies; and to forgive us as offspring of our erring progenitors.
“May God bless you, lighten your burdens, redeem time for you and generations to come after you and heal our land. Above all, may the Lord of the Universe forgive the Yoruba race and move it into a new dispensation in its onward march towards the attainment of redemption and enjoyment of its potential, Amen!”