THE YEAR 2100
It was in the year 2100...Science had advanced to a magical proportion, at a rate even heavens shook at the ingenuity of mere mortals. Scientists had built cities in extra planetary domains. Elon Musk had colonized Mars and neighboring planets, Cars now do more thanfly but also move on water. Bank PHB's dream finally came to life and colonies exist beneath the aqua. Scientists had conquered mermaids and dominated their habitat beneath the sea.

Women no longer need to endure the shape deformity rigors of pregnancy and the pain of delivery. It's now done via software and hardware, few programming codes and your preferred gender from the thousands available is yours to nurture and train. Death had been duly exposed and now jobless as every human part have more efficient spares in store. kidney breakdown is a waste of time. Lung failure dey play. Complete set of human anatomy can easily be switched and replaced..

Rumors had it that Death went about dropping CVs for a change of career and sometimes roamed with placards in labour protest "Justice for Death", "Death lives matter" messages boldly labeled.

And then a day arrived, at the very height of Science majesty, Prominent scientists summoned Jehovah to a meeting, they must tell bare their minds once and for all.

"Mr. God, 1st of all, we think you have done well with the burden of creation for so long... But as you can see, even we scientists can now do as much as you can, if not even more..And to burst your bubble Jireh, just last week, we launched our new lab, where we now build humans from scratch with zero malfunction, so El Shaddai, pls step aside."
God was impressed but not threatened, Baba asked them, "Show me what you can do"...And the scientists in no time gathered a heap of soil, moulded it to human form and ran the experiment accordingly.. Lo and behold, there appeared a Human full of life and agility. This must definitely impress God enough to vacate the throne...
Then God said in very soft tone, "Create your own soil first"...


It won't matter what some may claim to have built in Lagos, enough to insult the yorubas.. I say Build your own Lagos first and then we can discuss. Success is only a matter of luck, ask any Failure.
A former colony and FCT notwithstanding, it's not a fault if farsightedness delivered unto them an attractive location to the envy of all, of all colours and form. They share no blame if providence provided them leaders who soared upon wings of opportunities and many times plucked fortune from misfortune.

Now that a Lagosian is the next president, respect selves and be decent citizens.