PLACEBO

I feel like I need this but deep down I know don’t.

Walking to my office or up & down the streets of Lagos my feet weep, my shoes suffer and my mind, I feel has finally gone numb. Why am I so sensitive? I wish I wasn’t, I wish it didn’t cut me up to pieces inside when I see so much pain caused by our own hands, has greed and (what else can I call it but) sin eroded our souls so?

When did we decide that human life had the same value as a chicken’s? Or that only the so called strongest deserve to survive?

I could go on and on but even a three year old could recite a litany of our problems. I have decided to look for and apply real solutions, affect the space around and pray, pray really hard for the best… what else can I do?!

If you agree, please join me or as my people say…make we rub minds! and let’s exchange ideas (and have fun too) because that’s the only way we can make it through.

Thanks and God Bless!!- Bijimi