When we moved far away from the dust of the world, they thought we would never lose the dusk yet when the day cane, they rejoiced with us.
When we stood our grounds, they opposed us yet we understood the socio-economic importance of doing that.
Politics was not left out;we voted the right person but the cabal cornered the result. Leaders were imposed on us yet we had no say. Give us employment. They didn't give us. Now, we have no choice.
When we left schools, we thought that it was all over but now we know better. Stress cannot be rolled over!Right now here, we have no choice but God will keep an eye on us.
We walked the untarred roads, we breathed in the dusty air and we endured the harsh cold yet we didn't shiver.
Nigeria it is. Life it was and here we are. No fuel, no salt and no rice yet we live!
In many pots, fish is missing. In many lives, peace is missing and in many households, progress is halted yet we celebrate the good old days.
And yet, you said I am talking too much meanwhile I have not done anything yet because this is just the page 5 of my life.
Life is a book, write good things in yours. Don't live in a place where you have no opportunity of trending. Don't live your life in such a way that you would never be remembered and don't live your life in such a way that you would only be remembered for doing evil!
Life happened so that we too could happen. Do not forget the day you opened this book and don't drop the pen until you are done writing. Action is the pen.
Remember, this is just the page 5. It could be upto 477, move on!
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