What really happened to your sixth sense Mr. Man? or did someone tamper with your sight at night? I don’t understand why you’ve got two giant eyes but you still can’t see…
Don’t you ever again complain of harsh economic conditions while you are the one who keeps painting the old wrecked house,
If I may ask, why are you still watering dead plants and expecting to see a live bud in the morning? Are you insane?
Now listen, you are your own adversary, never again point a figure towards anyone cos the enemy eats and sleeps in your compound, everyday.

Why have you decided to wear a designer suit on top of your dirty pants? And yet you haven’t taken shower… why Francis?
Ever complaining of a persistent stomach ache yet you don’t cleanse your cup when it’s tea time!
This is like inserting your hands into the mouth of a hungry crocodile and expecting it back as it was,
No matter how influential you are son, you will never teach an old baboon new tricks on how to survive in a jungle!…

I have a big problem with my fellow black men, we have a tendency of casting our votes to the same people who lied to us innumerable times,
We place all our bets on the same Judas Iscariot who betrayed us ten years ago, and still expect him to deliver,
We narrow down our choices on the tribe where our candidates hail from, we’re proud to say “our person” will be the next president
We can only change Africa if we embrace one another as we take to the streets chanting against tribalism, for sure the enemy within!

There’s a Nigerian proverb that says “When the roots of a tree begin to decay, it spreads death to the branches“
Untill we stand up against these barbarians, we shall live by our knees begging for a piece of bread to keep our spirits alive,
No one has the power to destroy our precious house unless we hand him the key to the treasure store,
The bond between a man and his wife is as rigid as the Great wall of China, untill one of them decides to gnaw someone else’s apple, now the gates are wide open for anyone to enter!