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OH! THIS COUNTRY...




The trauma induced upon us by our political leaders is enough to drive us insane. Everyday the political stage of Nigeria and even our locality gives us something to rise our blood pressure.


The mental stability of Nigerian is what marvels me. Perhaps they have long given up on everything that represents her.


If you survive anywhere in Nigeria, there is no place on planet earth you can't survive.


Our leaders have frustrated us in every possible way they can think of.


Life has become so difficult to the extent some of us are afriad of raising our kids in this pit of hell. No wonder Bill Gates said that ''Nigeria is one of the worst place to raise a child."


Where we are heading to, we don't know. We only hope to survive till the next day.


Nigeria has birthed one of worst monster in leadership clothing since her very birth.


These monsters who go by the name politicians sees this country as a place to make wealth and vanished into the thin air.


They raised their children abroad, brought them back to come and loot of what remain of us.


I shed tears when I see the teeming youths, children, elderly who do not have hope of what will befall them in the next turn of political event.


I weep for the masses who eat from hand to mouth while our leaders stock for their 10th generation.


I weep because most of us have accepted this as a fate and the other few have joined in a queue for the ramnants of what falls from their ever busy mouth.


I weep because it seems there's no light at the end of this particular tunnel.


Take a look around you, listen to the news, go on social media and you will know that we are in a big mess.


None of them is making laws that will give us rights to shout out for help.


None of them is concern about our well-being.


None of them cares about the education sector, health sector and what have you.


Now we all want to become like them to live a comfortable life but I bet you they can never be comfortable.


For us who wish for positive changes in our society, we are seen as enemies.


They threaten us.


We won't stop even if they are not willing to hear us. 


"You can only chain my legs and hands but you can't change my perception about realities. Idorenyin Inoh


✍️ Patrick Ekong

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