Nigeria’s First Independence.

Nigeria is Independent

The last 59 years were just pretence

Her Independence began October 1st,2020.

Her citizens are green;

Green with anger

Her streets are filled;

Filled with banners.

The green colour of her flag were to signify her natural wealth

But she has lived in misery.

The colour white should signify peace

But it’s stained with blood.

There’s hostility in her nation.

If Nigeria could speak

She would plead to be colonized again

She would yell to be a slave

She loves her citizens just like a true mother’s love

Hence, she would prefer they live a slave to dying “free” anyway

She suffers day and night

Just to prove her true existence

She provided nature’s endowment

Just like a mother to her child.

“You are the leaders of tomorrow”

The same words of the old ones to the youths

But the tomorrow starts when our hairs are grey.

They refer to us as “Lazy Nigerian youths”

The leadership only begins when we get to our declining years.

We need our heritage back!

We hope to get it someday!

Written by Popoola Oladewa Laura.

October 16th, 2020.

Faith: The foundation of success.

Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the staircase- Martin Luther king Jr.

The very first step to a successful life is faith. According to the Oxford Dictionary of Current English, faith is complete trust or confidence. Confidence that you are sure “it” will happen but you don’t know how “it” will happen.

Faith is believing what you do not see, what does not exist yet but you are already visualizing because you know something’s gonna happen.

Faith is preparing for an examination, having no idea about how the questions look like, not knowing whether or not what you have read is part of the exam questions but still walking in and out of the exam hall with your head raised high, confident that you will pass. It’s crazy but that’s power! Faith is invisible but it comes with power.

Faith is the starting point of all achievements and the first law of success. I’m rich in faith, are you?

Letter from the ground.

I have never complained
You stand on me to lie to your friends
You spit on me and swear to your parents
You stand on me with hatred in your hearts
Remember, I’m still the ground….

You’ve defiled me with your corruption
You’ve broken bonds in my presence
I look at you without fighting back
Every human being, no matter how old he gets will die someday

I’m tired of the lies
The ground is a place for you all
But how you live your life determines how soon you come to join me
You’ve lost yourself and”I’m not dying” you always say
It makes me laugh whenever I hear it

Humus means soil which is the same word as humility
I have sent humility to the world for free that we may all get it
Same way I sent pride out of my home because we aren’t families…..

You sent humility out of your home
You welcomed pride and made it your own
You nourished it that it may not die in your house
Well, you’ll be humble soon enough…

I am the ground
And I’m sending you to spread my letter
Spread it to the foolish so they will be wise
I am the ground and this is my letter.

O!adewa Laura

Racism by Divine Akhigbe.


I am black.
They call my continent black.
My friends?

I watched programmes on my television where I see people who don’t have the color of my skin do wonderful things and I ask myself. ‘Did we commit a crime during the process of our making? Maybe we did. And our punishment was that our colors would be changed from white to black’.As a kid, I always wanted to reverse my days and sleep during the day of the crime in order to avoid being black. I grew up. My black friends started changing. Wow. ‘What’s happening?’ ‘He was black some days ago’. God when? I relocated to a new location. I travelled to the city of the whites. ‘I am in heaven. Time to resolve my crime and become white again’. I tried using the internet which was made by a white man to check on how to become white. I saw different ways to change my skin color, but my moral standards said no. I had no option. My crime will live with me forever. I sat on my bed thinking. ‘My friends traveled to this land and now they are white. I am here. I am not white. Why? What is the problem with me?’ I pondered and tried to figure out possible solutions to my crime. No way. Okay, I’d live with this.

I got a job in a white company. I had the qualifications to work as the manager. I wasn’t given the chance to do so. ‘This is not right. I am a professional in my field and I see no reason why I shouldn’t be given this post’. My complaints were like prisoners who lived in the prison cell and had the inability to see the light of the day. I accepted the little offer posed on me as a professional. I worked and worked. I earned $4,000 annually. I was not satisfied with my job and I needed a change.

I met a friend. My friend is BLACK. Grey is Black. We met in a white land and were the only black workers in the facility. I nicknamed him ‘BLACK GREY’. Black Grey was down to earth (the normal attributes of a black man our aged parents told us about), cheerful and always had a bright smile on his face. Black Grey taught me the joy in Black. He said, ‘All black men are special. Man, woman, boy, and girl. We have the ability to work and perform excellently under trying circumstances. I am proud Black’. I felt the joy in his words when he talked about the black tribe. He was the black diamond among the whites.

Many people today are living in a world of pain due to their color. They are molested, cheated and even abused because they are born black. Do not encourage this. Appreciate your color and let your light radiate through it.🔰
🆔Divine Akhigbe

Divine is a writer, a drummer and a student of Industrial Mathematics in the University of Lagos. This piece above talks about Racism. Racism divided the world, the black are no longer proud of their skin, this shouldn’t be so. This piece is everything 💜

Don’t be eliminated!!

The world goes through elimination process everyday, life itself goes through elimination process. Guess who gets eliminated first. That’s right! The weak hearted gets eliminated first. Who is the weak hearted?

The weak hearted is one who after failing, doesn’t have the boldness to rise up again, who considers himself as a failure instead.

The weak hearted is one who after losing, doesn’t have the strength to fight and win but considers himself as a loser.

The weak hearted are those who life will derail from its tracks. Don’t be one of them, rise up, fight, it’s a new year, a new decade, a new process, shine through it. Welcome home family 💜 . Wishing you all a happy new year.

Oladewa Laura.

This post was edited by a very good friend; Joshua. Thank you 💜

Candour not Diplomacy.

Candour means the quality of saying what you think openly and honestly.

Diplomacy is a skill in dealing with people in difficult situations without upsetting or offending them.

I am not against anyone of them but I feel being candid is better than being diplomatic. When you are candid, you do things frankly without sugarcoating your words but when you are diplomatic, you tend to tiptoe around the truth more often. You use your tact while talking, your heart does the processing instead of your mind. Although, I do not like tactless people but in applying tactics, you should be candid.

You should be of nonconformity than of sensitivity. You should be frank because when you tiptoe around the truth, you tend to tell lies too.

Before you approach any issue, you should realise that your diplomacy should be juxtaposed with your frankness so you wouldn’t end up hurting anyone and you wouldn’t tell lies.

Oladewa Laura.