Naija:


In this jungle, you work out your survival... Cos of the rot that's been wrought by... Some say it's the leadership others blame the colonialists.

Still, many have come to the conclusion that the rot is the handwork of the Nigerian...

If you sit back in hope that it'll drop into your hands, except by God, it may never happen

It does happen for very very few... Maybe you and I were not meant to be part of the few.... 

Yet Naija still stands; a bleeding giant weeping over tears over her dying children... If she had a voice, what would she say? If she could lash out, who would get the brunt of her anger and pain... 

We hold it in... Hoping against all hope to make that difference... A few of us get into that corridor supposedly flowing with power; how does a corridor flow.... Hmmmm... But we get swallowed up by the hunger and anger pangs we had buried for so long...

We end not allowing the anger control us so we can make that change for the future... Instead, we yield to the hunger so we fill our pockets, never getting enough...

And the queue continues to build... Will there be a savior in the long line of hopefuls?

Running or walking away, as some do, not you my dear.... Is that the answer? 

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