IN MY COUNTRY Once upon a time, there was a village (my festival town) in my country, the farmers would displayed their crops by the road side with a price tagged to it. this yam is 40kobo, this cassava is #2, these Garri is #6;60k, etc. Sometimes, they used stones to sent signals on whatever the amounts they desired to sell their goods. A passersby would looked at the displayed items with the price tagged on each of the items, he would never dare to touched it if he had no money to paid for it. If the farmers came to the spots where their goods was, days later, they would see their goods with some amounts paid by passersby, nobody would ever took, nor stolen things that does not belong to them. After the Civil War, some regions were mixed with other regions while tribes also mixed with other tribes. Stealing started, Some tribes in my country saw my tribes as being fool and concluded that it is only foolish people that would displayed their goods without someone monitoring it. They started stealing and manipulated my people. For some yrs, stealing was rampant everywhere to an extent of placing a Curse (ale) on anything displayed. eg:- tartar clothes means, the person will remain poor forever. Broken bottles means, the thieve will die a terrible death, palm trees means the thieves will run mad, red-oil on a cloth means the gods of Ogun will not let the culprit rest, etc. Many tribes around us started having so many serious trouble and later confessed after seeing their fellows dying a mysterious death. The events automatically returned everything back to what it was before the Civil War. Today, Civilization has rubbish everything. Our ladies preferred to marry rubbers than a carpenters. today, Its an old ways of life to live a righteous life. Our media houses are displaying and advertising criminals as celebrities. In my country, Criminals are always celebrated, and buying (Aso EBI) for winning a criminal charged case against them. Today in my country, a removed criminal Governor are claiming back the seat under our nose. In my country, treasury looters are pardoned. In my country, the Evils and Pains of Bad Rulers are very small compared to their Followers. In my country, no matter the evils a Politicians does, their children (followers) will never see anything wrong in it. In my country, everyone enjoys ungodly than been Godly. In my country, if you say the matter the way it was, you will pay the price. In my country, the criminals are let lose while the righteous are sent to jail. In my country, Our Pastors and Churches are collecting tithes, offerings, jets, from Bad rulers and invites them to make use of their auditoriums to campaign to the children of God and misleading the candidates of Heaven to follow the world and things in the world when our master Jesus Christ rejected all the Power and wealth of this world, even rebuked the devil in Matt,4v1-11 but today, we embraced them, they built Universities and Churches for us, unlike Jeremiah, Daniel, Isaiah, who constantly refused to be polluted... Ooh! my country! (Won Gbe Ebi Fun Alare, Won Gbe Are Fun Elebi) they set the criminal free and jailed the innocent. In my country, Our rulers do everything within their power to make the citizens (righteous people) poor and suffer, they called them Ordinary Nigerians, when these Ordinary Nigerians steal a Tecno phone of 2k, Ordinary Nigerians will beat hell out of him, put tyre on his neck, put fuel, put lights and burn him while life was still in him and watched him languished to death. If he steal Garri in the market, Ordinary Nigerians like him will beat nonsense on his body, and prepared to burn him, while busy looking for tyres to burn him, if Police got to the spots and delivered him from the mob, he would spend 8months in Police custody, then, charged him to court, the judge would send him to Prison for 13yrs. In my country, If our rulers stolen 20billions, Ordinary Nigerians, will never reacts, instead, they have a common prayer................ Na God Go Judge Them! Ooh! my country. In my country, all our rulers enjoyed free Educations, but today, they removed the ladder. One of them said, Education is not for the Poor, who made them Poor??? Is it not their Policies that made them Poor? Them made us Poor and Ordinary so that we wont be able to ask Questions. We have fuel, but we queuing and pay with our blood to get it. In my country, instead of fighting for freedom, fights for liberty, fights for Good Governances, its WISH!!! I Wish! I wish!! I Wish!!! And our so called Pastors are not helping the matter. Pray! Pray!! P-R-A-Y!!! Heaven!!! Where is my miracle??? Sow seeds of thousands and expect millions. Go home and sleep, your prosperity is on is way. Blind Pastors leading blinds followers. In my country, we paid for darkness, instead of lights. But on the day of Judgement, All the rulers in my country will face the anger of God, together with their evil followers. Those who always in supports of Evils will face the wrath of God. God will tell the rulers of my country on the Judgement day that................... I know, you do not know my words in the bible, and will tell the Muslims that I know you go to mosques but you do not know my words BUT you know your NATIONAL PLEDGE, what does it says? I Pledge to NIGERIA my country, to be 1st, Faithful, 2nd, Loyal, 3rd, Honest. Stop!!! Its ok. God will ask, Are you Faithful? Are you Loyal? Are you Honest? To be continue.............
Posted on: Wed, 16 Jul 2014 19:13:52 +0000
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