Labour Party's presidential candidate, Peter Obi arrived in Enugu to pay condolence visit to family of late Barr Oyibo Chukwu, the former senatorial candidate of Labour Party, for Enugu East Senatorial zone who was killed by unknown gunmen, IGBERETV reports.

Peter Obi wrote on his Twitter handle;

"I just arrived in Enugu, to pay a condolence visit to the family of late Barr Oyibo Chukwu, the former senatorial candidate of Labour Party, for Enugu East Senatorial zone. I was accompanied by Barr Julius Abure, LP chairman, LP governorship candidate in Enugu State, Hon. Chijioke Edeoga, LP governorship candidate in Abia State, Dr. Alex Otti, and Sen. Victor Umeh. -PO"

https://twitter.com/PeterObi/status/1634204546397347840?t=LrbI8fCzmp2TbjPZAGQP9w&s=19

Good man...

Thanks for giving Nigerians hope in a failed system...

Only a man way dey chop with Devil or evil politicians fit hate this man...

Dude is humane, real, straightforward and fearless leader...truly presidential

How many familes of victims of electoral violence have una Jagaban don visit since his pyhrric victory...


GRV is coming
Obi is coming...wake up and join the moving train, if you snooze, you loose

Acting like a true president.

He connects directly with the masses

My president you can't be wrong.

Despite his busy schedules, Obi always remember to connect with the grassroot and show compassion.

This is the President we voted.

May God grant you victory in retrieving your stolen mandate.

Nigeria youth LP its for Youth oh!! Lets take back our country

Somebody in the mud.

Ellu P Top to Bottom.

I really hope abians will give it to Alex otti. Abia needs a breath of fresh air

The man with the red hat in the picture below is the tribalistic goat that said someone whose great great grandfather was from Ebonyi cannot become a governor in Enugu. Politics of hate and division.

Video below:

https://twitter.com/Mario9jaa/status/1631269968112132100?t=2PmhYKLtAG7UDh-nT2SiVQ&s=19

The incoming president by God's grace and Mercy . This man is just everywhere. Dnt be shocked when u hear he is now in Lagos later dis evening. Is there anyone who would hate such a smart, humane, pragmatic, sagacious, decisive, kind and transformational cum cosmopolitan leader?
Despite my present plight , each time I see PETER OBI, I see Hope, I see Light. God will help Nigeria

That’s the way it should be.

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See the way Alex Otti and the other LP candidates are following Peter Obi around the way ants follow sugar just because they want to tap into his blessings and goodwill

Faber:
Only a man way dey chop with Devil or evil politicians fit hate this man...

Dude is humane, real, straightforward and fearless leader...truly presidential

How many familes of victims of electoral violence have una Jagaban don visit since his pyhrric victory...


GRV is coming
Obi is coming...wake up and join the moving train, if you snooze, you loose

GRV is coming in Anambra.

An IPOB apologist wants to become the governor of a metropolitan state like Lagos. Wonders shall never cease.

Ok

Rest easy

Welcome to coal city Sir. In Enugu, we are voting LP from top, APGA to bottom.
Presidency and national assembly we voted LP.
Governorship and state assembly we are voting APGA.
Onye aghana nwanne ya!

Obi-dense likes mourning. That’s Y he wears black all the time

Pure heart.

Consoler General of the Federation.

The painful part of Tinubu Presidency is that he would favour more Hausa/Fulani and Igbos than Yoruba...

That's just Tinubu

Eye service candidate

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Pandora pathological liar Obi tuary.

muhammaduyusufu:
The man with the red hat is the tribalistic goat that said someone whose great great grandfather was from Ebonyi cannot become a governor in Enugu. Politics of hate and division.

Video below:

https://twitter.com/SeunArogs/status/1631453319947341825?t=Fh8AtfbvQYv3jdjZd35Klg&s=19

even here you want sell tribal shit here ur so useless

Yet, More Than A Brother


Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated with the noose of indifference

Cataracts of devotion flows from the heart’s crevices
Compassion brightens the visage with deep dimples
Caressing arduous tasks to lighten others’ burdens

Attrition grates the soul baring the mind’s low estate
Audacious mien casts the mould of a mean persona
Attracting pestering quizzes on casual promenades

Undeterred optimism as binoculars peers into a future
Unresting feet daily eat up distance seeking solitude
Uncharted landscapes nuded and printed with flourish

Life’s harsh lessons came bound in teeming volumes
Lecturers of sundry genre pierce the ears from lecterns
Long lonely nights pass away brooding tough theories

Attention always spurned with multitude of entreaties
Attires are the shields of invincibility from prying eyes
Amazement and wonder to acquaintances and friends

Years of toiling under hard-nosed instructors for a scroll
Yielded bitter results hunting for game to stuff the table
Yo-yo appointments as boulders crushing elevated hopes

Obstinate phase of season invited foes within and without
Ostracism dug wells of acrimony pulled by cord of hatred
Outcast engraved on the forehead with pens of odious ink

Longings stir for kindred spirits to occupy the soul’s void
Letters are dispatched far and wide on wings of honesty
Letting in respondents through the window of brotherhood

Unbridled tongue lashes out blindly to sting innocent flesh
Untainted heart in atonement pours out songs of lamentation
Unseen are the weals of self-flagellation trenched in the heart

Sequestered recompense curdled milk of unity with affront
Stories unfurl the firmly swathed bard with mystical verses
Satires the canvasses littered with brush strokes of humour

Enigma garbs the character in fineries not of gold but awe
Etchings of astonishment imprinted boldly on dull apparel
Enamored of any able to break into the mind’s penitentiary

Yearnings of affection resonate from the depth of the soul
Yearlings and all invited to a banquet of friendship and love
Yesterday’s delinquencies wiped with the duster of repentance

Insatiable quest for erudition compels him to drink in cupfuls
Imbibing in long drags the wisdom poured out on parchments
Infused parched organs energized to purge constipated passions


Apparitions of buried memories exhumed with rash eulogies
Arouse dried up tears that ever fail to cleanse the robe of guilt
Arraigning again before the partial jury of tormenting thoughts

Kaleidoscopic filial relationships hypnotize the mind to dumbness
Kamikaze images on ethereal screen longingly beckoning for a role
Kedging the ship of life’s voyage with sorrowful tugs to damnation

Intentions misjudged rivet spiteful labels reflected by wicked eyes
Impaling arrows of hate perforate the spirit to seep out its essence
Invitation to invasion by dark fiends to fetter the mind’s fragile walls

Neglected on shore as brothers and sisters sail out with patron’s hearse
Neighbors cut out their flesh of revenge measuring with unjust scales
Neutral judges acquiesce with stolid silence as the gavel of authority

Black skin refuses to be cajoled by those richly perfumed emollients
Bronzing came by nature’s quirk and glistening the sweat of its kiln
Brawn cultivated in the gymnasium of hard labor threads the body

Anodynes are moments of laughter with friends that rob sorrow of joy
Allayed fears sucked into the chasm of oblivion by a vortex of pleasure
Annoyance a rare display on a platform erected on the base of candor

Mistakes of the past hurled as fiery pebbles of insult across continents
Mark with contorting bruises turning the face into an offensive mask
Maturity date for restoration of loaned out bond suspended on a caveat

Intermittent pulses race to recesses of cranial bank to withdraw memories
Intractable dramas staged to the roars of disgust banished with entreaties
Internalized are kernels of the fruit of life eaten hurriedly in ignorance

Poems composed by Emeka Akpe

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/yet_more_than_a_brother_1530297

Too late! His visit can't avail much. He was busy crying about a smaller matter elsewhere while he left the weightier issue unattended! You never see a more fraud than Peter Obi anywhere. The Pandora Papers in my mind. To think that such a character ever wanted to be Nigeria's president leaves a drawling taste of sour saliva in the mouth. He would have infested our country with the counsel of the madman at Upper Iweka. Thank you Jagaban for snatching Nigeria from the jaws of fake merchandise, etc. And that in the Nick of time!