The Binocular

They have put a knife on the things that held us together, the centre cannot hold and we have fallen apart. Terrorism operates under the guise of religion and masquerades with the mask of ethnicity. The carnage grows unabashedly, home is no longer an abode of peace and comfort as every sight of even a teenager overseeing the affairs of a herd of cattle sent shudder down their marrows.

Alas! Not all herdsmen are sinister, just as not all yorubas are ritualist or all igbos are cannibals. Behind the masks lies  the ugly and inhuman faces of the devils; like shakespeare stated "Hell is Empty, The Devils are Here".
I watched with sympathy the style with which the long queue for PMS at a petrol station snaked and petered out nearly into the other side of the road. The rains are here, and the queue still reigns.

My fellow compatriots shall be drenched by the rains and got dried up by the lashing sun while they queue with the hope of getting even little fuel to either run their business or power their generator so that they may escape the agonising thorns of heat that encapsulated their cubicles all night.
Thou shall not torment this dispensation with your egocentricity; and to the bad eggs among the herdsmen: though shall not torment this administration with your barbarism and inhumanity.

For God so love the world that he gave every human BRAIN- chiefly the ability to THINK!
NIGERIANS: THINK POSITIVELY!
Folorunso Fatai Adisa Cares