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WHO DO YOU SEE WHEN YOU PICTURE YOUR MARRIAGE?

Some of you are already convinced that you are going to marry a wife beater or a person who would take advantage of you or even someone that would be awesome but eventually lose his/her senses as soon as you enter your matrimonial home, that's why some of these discussions we have flying around social media abound. That's why you are already rehearsing for those moments when your spouse is going to cheat. You have already fought with him/her in your mind countless times, even though you haven't found a husband/wife yet. You have already made a million rules, typed, printed, laminated and hung on your wall. Rules founded by fear, rules created to keep you and make you feel safe. You have strategized and re-strategized. You have covered every loophole and have already ensured that you won't end up with the shorter end of the stick, in the event that things go south and you get seperated. You have prepared for divorce and have your mental bags packed, waiting for that moment. You have trained yourself on how to walk out of the door and pictured yourself slamming it shut with a determined expression on your face. You have prepared for every eventuality, you say it is because your spouse might try to cheat you in the future. Your leg is half way out of a marriage that hasn't even started yet, but you don't know it.

Consciously or unconsciously, you are already scared of a husband/wife you haven't met. You have read numerous stories in the news and social media, and have pictured those things happening to you. You have read influencers lay down their millions of rules and have allowed woke people define for you what a good marriage should entail. You have sought wisdom on how to deal with issues like a boss and stocked up ammunition for the future.

I have this one question for you. When you picture the person you are going to spend the rest of your life with( that's if you even still look at marriage as a lifelong commitment), who exactly do you see? Because the way some of you are going about this marriage thing, it looks like you are going to get married to a sworn enemy or rival. It makes me wonder who you see yourself ending up with.

Do you see a person that will love you today and treat you like scum tomorrow because, you know, people change?

Do you see a demon that would hoodwink you into falling in love with him/her only to leave you hanging? Or do you doubt your judgement so much that you believe that that your angel would suddenly bare his/her fangs when you say I do? Let me ask you this, do people actually become evil overnight? One more question, deep down do you still believe that marriages can work? If your answer to this last question is no, then this isn't for you.

I'm not sure who I'll end up with yet. But one thing I know is that, when I picture the person that I'll marry, I don't picture us fighting over who will cook food for the house or not. I picture a partner and a friend. One that I will go out of my way to make comfortable and would also do same for me. I don't picture a competitor, I picture a companion. I feel a warm glow in my chest when I think of this person. I do not picture us squabbling over phone passwords, side chicks and what-not. Call me idealistic and naive and you may be right. But let's be real, this is marriage we are talking about, a lifelong commitment. Maybe we would do all these in the future, maybe I'm wrong, though I seriously hope not. Notwithstanding, I look to the future filled with hope and positive thoughts. I picture a loving marriage, surely not a competition or a war zone. At the very least, I should be able to enter filled with as much light as I can, for we might need it in later days.

Honestly, I can't really say that I know who I will marry yet, but I can surely say that I know who I won't marry. Marriage is one of the most sacred bonds one can ever enter into, going into it filled with doubt and negative emotions only strips it of it's sacredness and infuses bad energy into it.

Personally, I believe that the reason why there are many failed marriages is because many people have allowed society and the things happening around them define what marriage is. God instituted marriage when he created man and planted his purpose in it. We have to retrace our steps and stop all these calculations and permutations because, truth be told, they can't really help us. Have a redefinition of what love is and what marriage is according to godly standards or keep being scared and building walls around you to keep you safe.

I picture hallways filled with laughter when I see my marriage. I picture a home saturated with God's love. I picture a spouse whom I love and a relationship founded on our love for God and held together by mutual respect and understanding.

What or who exactly do you see when you picture your marriage?? Some of the things some of you are envisioning are really scary. That's what makes me ask; Who exactly are you planning on marrying??

WHO DO YOU SEE WHEN YOU PICTURE YOUR MARRIAGE?

Some of you are already convinced that you are going to marry a wife beater or a person who would take advantage of you or even someone that would be awesome but eventually lose his/her senses as soon as you enter your matrimonial home, that's why some of these discussions we have flying around social media abound. That's why you are already rehearsing for those moments when your spouse is going to cheat. You have already fought with him/her in your mind countless times, even though you haven't found a husband/wife yet. You have already made a million rules, typed, printed, laminated and hung on your wall. Rules founded by fear, rules created to keep you and make you feel safe. You have strategized and re-strategized. You have covered every loophole and have already ensured that you won't end up with the shorter end of the stick, in the event that things go south and you get seperated. You have prepared for divorce and have your mental bags packed, waiting for that moment. You have trained yourself on how to walk out of the door and pictured yourself slamming it shut with a determined expression on your face. You have prepared for every eventuality, you say it is because your spouse might try to cheat you in the future. Your leg is half way out of a marriage that hasn't even started yet, but you don't know it.

Consciously or unconsciously, you are already scared of a husband/wife you haven't met. You have read numerous stories in the news and social media, and have pictured those things happening to you. You have read influencers lay down their millions of rules and have allowed woke people define for you what a good marriage should entail. You have sought wisdom on how to deal with issues like a boss and stocked up ammunition for the future.

I have this one question for you. When you picture the person you are going to spend the rest of your life with( that's if you even still look at marriage as a lifelong commitment), who exactly do you see? Because the way some of you are going about this marriage thing, it looks like you are going to get married to a sworn enemy or rival. It makes me wonder who you see yourself ending up with.

Do you see a person that will love you today and treat you like scum tomorrow because, you know, people change?

Do you see a demon that would hoodwink you into falling in love with him/her only to leave you hanging? Or do you doubt your judgement so much that you believe that that your angel would suddenly bare his/her fangs when you say I do? Let me ask you this, do people actually become evil overnight? One more question, deep down do you still believe that marriages can work? If your answer to this last question is no, then this isn't for you.

I'm not sure who I'll end up with yet. But one thing I know is that, when I picture the person that I'll marry, I don't picture us fighting over who will cook food for the house or not. I picture a partner and a friend. One that I will go out of my way to make comfortable and would also do same for me. I don't picture a competitor, I picture a companion. I feel a warm glow in my chest when I think of this person. I do not picture us squabbling over phone passwords, side chicks and what-not. Call me idealistic and naive and you may be right. But let's be real, this is marriage we are talking about, a lifelong commitment. Maybe we would do all these in the future, maybe I'm wrong, though I seriously hope not. Notwithstanding, I look to the future filled with hope and positive thoughts. I picture a loving marriage, surely not a competition or a war zone. At the very least, I should be able to enter filled with as much light as I can, for we might need it in later days.

Honestly, I can't really say that I know who I will marry yet, but I can surely say that I know who I won't marry. Marriage is one of the most sacred bonds one can ever enter into, going into it filled with doubt and negative emotions only strips it of it's sacredness and infuses bad energy into it.

Personally, I believe that the reason why there are many failed marriages is because many people have allowed society and the things happening around them define what marriage is. God instituted marriage when he created man and planted his purpose in it. We have to retrace our steps and stop all these calculations and permutations because, truth be told, they can't really help us. Have a redefinition of what love is and what marriage is according to godly standards or keep being scared and building walls around you to keep you safe.

I picture hallways filled with laughter when I see my marriage. I picture a home saturated with God's love. I picture a spouse whom I love and a relationship founded on our love for God and held together by mutual respect and understanding.

What or who exactly do you see when you picture your marriage?? Some of the things some of you are envisioning are really scary. That's what makes me ask; Who exactly are you planning on marrying??

Softmirror:


AFTER PETER OBI LOSES. THAT IS WHEN CHINEDU AND CHINYERE WILL ALL BECOME SIMON EKPA PLUS. BUT TINUBU WILL DEAL WITH THEM. I TRUST SHETTIMA, HE WILL SHOW THEM SHEGE

why won't you trust Shettima, because he's a terrorist from Borneo state.

Pauldollars:
Simon Ekpa Like FFK, Reno Omokri, Deji Adeyanju and others

They remain Keyboard warriors but chickens when confronted by their actions

😂😂😂

Okafor's law is really working here.

placeofallure:
You're crazy you know. Still laughing o

that's the aim

siofra:
Not funny

😛

Eyinju112:
😂😂😂 you sef come dress like babalawo Dey pursue your wife😂😂😂 imaginations wan finish me 😂

no be red dem dey wear for Valentine?

This new neighbor of mine parked into our compound with his newly married wife. They were busy flaunting kisses every where. On the stair case, toilet, inside the car, outside the compound even on the road.
At times, they will kiss till the extent, i and my wife would think any moment they might get naked and ravish themselves.
Compelled by this recent development, i decided to spice my own love and sex life before my wife starts feeling somehow about us.
I came back home to meet my wife in the kitchen. She had her wrapper tied to her breast as usual. I slowly tip toed passed her, heading for our bedroom.
I walked into our bedroom, and dressed the bed. I changed the white bulbs to red. I scattered red and white flowers on the floor, and arranged red candles round our bed, placing some candles in the centre of the rug carpet.
I pulled off my cloth and wore a white and red trouser to match with the moment.
I was arranging the bottle of wine and bouquet of flowers in a small bucket, when my wife opened the bedroom door to see every where in red.
'chimmmooo! Praise, you are now a ritualist .' my wife shouted.
She opened the door and ran out. I chased her behind to explain.
'Uju i can explain, stop!' i shouted as i ran out shirtless with just my red and white trouser"
I was chasing Uju with a red candle in my hands and i didn't even know.
Our new neighbors saw my wife zoom passed them in a flash. Moments later , they saw me with a red candle and red trousers running towards them.
On seeing me, they removed their shoes and ran out of the gate, chasing my wife behind....
.
My wife's family and i, have been gathered for over 2hrs now. We are all receiving marriage counseling from pastor Ebube... My surprise romance may have put me in trouble.
But then, i learnt something from this very experience. Fear anything red.

dawnomike:
This really got me laughing and eased every tension in me... Nice piece

thanks

This new neighbor of mine parked into our compound with his newly married wife. They were busy flaunting kisses every where. On the stair case, toilet, inside the car, outside the compound even on the road.
At times, they will kiss till the extent, i and my wife would think any moment they might get naked and ravish themselves.
Compelled by this recent development, i decided to spice my own love and sex life before my wife starts feeling somehow about us.
I came back home to meet my wife in the kitchen. She had her wrapper tied to her breast as usual. I slowly tip toed passed her, heading for our bedroom.
I walked into our bedroom, and dressed the bed. I changed the white bulbs to red. I scattered red and white flowers on the floor, and arranged red candles round our bed, placing some candles in the centre of the rug carpet.
I pulled off my cloth and wore a white and red trouser to match with the moment.
I was arranging the bottle of wine and bouquet of flowers in a small bucket, when my wife opened the bedroom door to see every where in red.
'chimmmooo! Praise, you are now a ritualist .' my wife shouted.
She opened the door and ran out. I chased her behind to explain.
'Uju i can explain, stop!' i shouted as i ran out shirtless with just my red and white trouser"
I was chasing Uju with a red candle in my hands and i didn't even know.
Our new neighbors saw my wife zoom passed them in a flash. Moments later , they saw me with a red candle and red trousers running towards them.
On seeing me, they removed their shoes and ran out of the gate, chasing my wife behind....
.
My wife's family and i, have been gathered for over 2hrs now. We are all receiving marriage counseling from pastor Ebube... My surprise romance may have put me in trouble.
But then, i learnt something from this very experience. Fear anything red.

ChinemeremFidel:
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I'll try again much later

ChinemeremFidel:
916 257 0256
Fidelis Precious
This is my account number on opay

my mobile app is nor responding.

Happy Valentine!

V = Vote
A = Atiku
L = Lets
E = Enjoy
N = New
T = Things
I = In
N = Nigeria's
E= Economy

dilini:
™️

I heard something really scary this evening and I’ve been shivering and shouting “God! God!”

Before you read this, I need you to understand that this is a true life story. No jokes mehn.🤦‍♀️

This guy does dstv/gotv installations so he got a call to come install dstv in one of the big estates here in Abuja.

On reaching the house, the man served him food but according to him, he ate from home already but because he didn’t want to be rude, he collected the food, took a spoon and was about taking the second when he noticed he wasn’t feeling good. So he dropped the plate and was waiting for the man to come show him where to work.

The man came out and saw that he didn’t eat the food, he started forcing him to eat but he declined.

Next thing the man asked him to stand up, he did. He asked him to sit, he did, asked him to stand again and he did then he pointed to his bedroom and asked him to walk in.

He started waking towards the bedroom while the man followed behind. Immediately he enter entered the room, the toilet was just after the bedroom door and it was open too. This man pushed him inside the toilet and he hit his head on wc.

The man started hitting his head and pressing his neck, he kept struggling with the man till the man’s phone rang and he was distracted, that’s how the guy was able to push him out and locked the door from inside.

He heard the man on phone saying “where una dey na, I don get person make una come” those ones were ouside already but the security guy was trying to make sure that the man was expecting them before letting them into the estate (usual protocol for big estates)

Few minutes later the man called him from outside and started apologizing saying he didn’t know what came over him, that he’s sorry, the guy should come out.

After few seconds again he heard another voice saying “no vex na, forgive am. Come outside” he was busy looking for how to escape before he heard the third voice saying “and I go buy bread and coke for you o, no vex for my friend come out na”
There were three people inside the house now and all he kept thinking was how to escape.

He finally got the strength to pull the window burglary of the toilet, made a small space and forced his body out through the window.
He jumped down, jumped the fence and ran home with only his boxers.

When he got home and narrated the story, his people made some calls but before they could get to the estate, the man and his friends had already absconded.
They are currently on the run.

I am still scared
I wish this was just a story but omo!
This guy escaped death o!
Who knows how many people they have keeled like this?

Person go work for money and dem won keel am?

Make everybody just dey careful o!
God abego!🤲

which estate for abuja?

ChinemeremFidel:
916 257 0256
Opay
Fidelis Precious

Will hear all of these if I fit see 1k for your hand to cook spaghetti abeg

your details pls

Happy Valentine!

V = Vote
A = Atiku
L = Lets
E = Enjoy
N = New
T = Things
I = In
N = Nigeria's
E= Economy

How much you go pay?

Babafash:
The devil is playing temple run with your destiny.

😃😃😃

MISSCONGENIALITY:
You owe no one no explanation why you are single.
You are single because you want to be single stop blaming ladies for your weakness. Weak people tend to shift blame to others when they can't get it right instead of examining themselves to know where they are getting in wrong. When you're ur type meet those girls that work and pay their bills, you will still come here and cry that she's too independent.
Abeg shift. You are not the only single person. At your age you should keep up building yourself and not looking for how to talk down on women.

She has spoken.

You have a point. He's to be blame for being single

As e dey pain am e dey sweet us wey be obedient supporters.

Mandela5:
I met this girl November last year, she's based here in Lagos but she's a student of uniben, we're just friends.

To cut long the long story short. Two weeks ago, she pleaded with me to help her with ₦8,000 for school stuff. Since it was for school related stuff I decided to send her the money. In the process of sending her the money, I mistakenly entered ₦80,000 instead of ₦8,000.

At first I didn't notice, until one of my suppliers delivered goods for me that day and based on agreement I was to pay him ₦140,000 as soon as he delivered my goods. As I was trying to do transfer to him, it was telling me insufficient funds, I opened my bank app then I noticed I mistakenly sent ₦80,000 to this girl.
I called her instantly and told her to send me back ₦72,000 that I need to pay my supplier, she sent only ₦50,000 and she said her account is student account that the maximum amount to make transfer a day is ₦50,000. Then I told her to send me the balance first thing the next morning. But ever since two weeks ago, it has been one story to another.

With her character, I don't think i can help women again. She's making me regrets helping her. I'm really angry with her, she couldn't even tell me she saw alert of ₦80,000 until I called her some hours later. How do I collect my money from her?

BREAKING INFORMATION: Wrong Transfer

In case you mistakenly transferred Money to the wrong account and the owner blocked you? or you are duped thru your bank account? and then later realized that you have been scammed or a mistake on your part? And the receiving bank is not cooperating?

HOW TO RETRIEVE YOUR MONEY AFTER YOUR WRONG TRANSFER

Please read carefully and learn.

Many people don't always know what to do, so today am sharing with you things you do when you realize a page you paid for a service or goods is ghosting you:

1. Write out the Full name and account number of the page or person.

2. Go to the last notification your bank sent you after you made the payment (via mobile app or text) and copy out the "TRANSACTION ID NUMBER".

3. Go to any branch of the scam artist's bank (the bank you transferred to), and ask to see the CUSTOMER SERVICE in charge of FRAUD.

While you are there, send an email to SCAMMER'S BANK or the d bank u wrongly paid to and copy CBN FRAUD DESK (anticorruptionunit@cbn.gov.ng) n also cpd@cbn.gov.ng
& contactcbn@cbn.gov.ng, this will ginger the bank to take it up fast.

What should you expect from this? The culprit/suspect's account will be PLACED ON HOLD. His BVN will be blocked permanently. No account will ever be opened nor will he be able to transact banking business in that name until he clears himself with the bank.

Meaning he/she cannot transfer or withdraw until they visit the bank, and when they do, the bank will contact the police, and the suspect when proven guilty will sign a waiver allowing the bank to refund your money.

Do and thank me later.

Serve him right

fuckingAyaya:
we are gonna shoot any 🦇 on sight that cross our airspace

Hahahaha. U no well.

I don laf dis early morning. 😃😃😃😃

fuckingAyaya:
we are gonna shoot any 🦇 on sight that cross our airspace

Hahahaha. U no well.

I don laf early dis morning

Oloki:
Is like you have problems with the church. From your write up, you mention the political class, the next is pastors. Are immam now a saint? Or in all this, they too are not acting somehow. What of traditional worshipers doing ritual and blood bank, are they not part of the problems? Even you OP You are part of the problems by being partial in your assertion.

Hahahaha, Walahi u don hit me bellow the belt. I go report u

Irony of the Nigerian life

Rich man marries and have 4 children. Poor man marries and start Mass production of children that he can't afford to train because the only thing that gives poor man joy is the body of his wife.
The country has beaten him to the level that sex is his only idea of enjoyment.

Politicians steal your money, sleep with your wife and girlfriends and sister, make sure you don't go to school, even when you struggle to, he makes sure you don't finish on time let alone getting a job.

He sends his children to the best schools abroad so they will take over from him when he is done playing with your future.

He initiates a poverty alleviation program, videos himself cutting tapes during the mounting of an of electric pole. He gives you 4000, bags of rice at rallies and arms to fight his opponents.

He paints the roads and puts Street lights when there are no light in your home. You hail him!

He spends millions on billboards of his fake projects, hires the best PR experts to keep you drooling with hunger and uninformed and keep on doing damages to your common sense. You defend him.

Second tenure, no jobs, no food, the 4000 has finished and the bag of rice wasting in the pit of your toilet. He must recover the billions he spent buying your votes. For he is not qualified to lead but you qualified him.

You start making use of the guns he bought you. You kill the poor like yourself who is suffering the effects of the 4000 and bag of rice that you took. You try to Kidnap his friends, their police orderlies fire back at you.

His friends tell him that there is insecurity in town and it will affect their mobilization for him for second term.
He shouts ahhhh, second tenure is like the second round of sex that puts one to sleep after, except, perhaps, he works for vivid entertainment or one of those Hollywood porn industries.
He complains of lack of security to the commissioner of police and General Officer Commanding, Air Officer commanding or the Flag Officer Commanding.

He spends millions hosting them. They tell him what to do. By now, you have become a threat.

He buys even a bigger gun for the police and the military plus operational vehicles.

He pays for radio and TV jingles to warn you.

You rob, you die. You protest, you die. You stay at home, you die of starvation.

Then, you get recommended to a church and since you can't pay tithes, pastor turns you into an errand boy.
He sends you to buy biscuits for his children, wash pants for his wife and clean his cars.

You sweep the church for free while awaiting your heavenly reward while the pastor fly private jets and drive flashy sedans.

You are happy that your pastor is rich and argue for him in midst of your friends.

He runs to the UK at the slightest symptoms of headache but prays for you when you are sick and tells you to bring your sick mother to church for prayers instead of taking her to hospitals to waste money.
She dies and he tells you that it was God's will while his mother has been in the UK for months receiving the best treatment that tithes can buy.

He buys a new land for a new church branch, you help to carry blocks and turn concrete, then collect blessings as reward. You are happy to be working for the salvation of your soul, heaven will pay.
The pastor lives his heaven on earth.

The new church building is completed on your sweat.

He invites the president, governor, senator, house of representative member and every other person who made sure that you are poor by design.

The whole area is policed with guns and armored cars. You are comfortably seated at the back of the back while straining your neck to see who and who came.

The president and governor and senator plus their contractor friends donate hundreds of millions for the new church while you cheer from the back.

The food they shared didn't get to you but you are happy the president and governor and senator came to your church. You even brag to others of how your pastor is well connected.

You get home, hunger Knocks angrily on the belly door, your neighbor bails you out while you wait for heaven to pay.

10 years on the jobless job, pastor's children have been sent abroad for studies. Age is no longer on your side, pastor hooks you up with another aunty that sweeps the church for free with no education just like you and Weds you both on a Friday evening church service and you are happy. Your children starts the circle all over again.

Irony of the Nigerian life

Rich man marries and have 4 children. Poor man marries and start Mass production of children that he can't afford to train because the only thing that gives poor man joy is the body of his wife.
The country has beaten him to the level that sex is his only idea of enjoyment.

Politicians steal your money, sleep with your wife and girlfriends and sister, make sure you don't go to school, even when you struggle to, he makes sure you don't finish on time let alone getting a job.

He sends his children to the best schools abroad so they will take over from him when he is done playing with your future.

He initiates a poverty alleviation program, videos himself cutting tapes during the mounting of an of electric pole. He gives you 4000, bags of rice at rallies and arms to fight his opponents.

He paints the roads and puts Street lights when there are no light in your home. You hail him!

He spends millions on billboards of his fake projects, hires the best PR experts to keep you drooling with hunger and uninformed and keep on doing damages to your common sense. You defend him.

Second tenure, no jobs, no food, the 4000 has finished and the bag of rice wasting in the pit of your toilet. He must recover the billions he spent buying your votes. For he is not qualified to lead but you qualified him.

You start making use of the guns he bought you. You kill the poor like yourself who is suffering the effects of the 4000 and bag of rice that you took. You try to Kidnap his friends, their police orderlies fire back at you.

His friends tell him that there is insecurity in town and it will affect their mobilization for him for second term.
He shouts ahhhh, second tenure is like the second round of sex that puts one to sleep after, except, perhaps, he works for vivid entertainment or one of those Hollywood porn industries.
He complains of lack of security to the commissioner of police and General Officer Commanding, Air Officer commanding or the Flag Officer Commanding.

He spends millions hosting them. They tell him what to do. By now, you have become a threat.

He buys even a bigger gun for the police and the military plus operational vehicles.

He pays for radio and TV jingles to warn you.

You rob, you die. You protest, you die. You stay at home, you die of starvation.

Then, you get recommended to a church and since you can't pay tithes, pastor turns you into an errand boy.
He sends you to buy biscuits for his children, wash pants for his wife and clean his cars.

You sweep the church for free while awaiting your heavenly reward while the pastor fly private jets and drive flashy sedans.

You are happy that your pastor is rich and argue for him in midst of your friends.

He runs to the UK at the slightest symptoms of headache but prays for you when you are sick and tells you to bring your sick mother to church for prayers instead of taking her to hospitals to waste money.
She dies and he tells you that it was God's will while his mother has been in the UK for months receiving the best treatment that tithes can buy.

He buys a new land for a new church branch, you help to carry blocks and turn concrete, then collect blessings as reward. You are happy to be working for the salvation of your soul, heaven will pay.
The pastor lives his heaven on earth.

The new church building is completed on your sweat.

He invites the president, governor, senator, house of representative member and every other person who made sure that you are poor by design.

The whole area is policed with guns and armored cars. You are comfortably seated at the back of the back while straining your neck to see who and who came.

The president and governor and senator plus their contractor friends donate hundreds of millions for the new church while you cheer from the back.

The food they shared didn't get to you but you are happy the president and governor and senator came to your church. You even brag to others of how your pastor is well connected.

You get home, hunger Knocks angrily on the belly door, your neighbor bails you out while you wait for heaven to pay.

10 years on the jobless job, pastor's children have been sent abroad for studies. Age is no longer on your side, pastor hooks you up with another aunty that sweeps the church for free with no education just like you and Weds you both on a Friday evening church service and you are happy. Your children starts the circle all over again.

Irony of the Nigerian life

Rich man marries and have 4 children. Poor man marries and start Mass production of children that he can't afford to train because the only thing that gives poor man joy is the body of his wife.
The country has beaten him to the level that sex is his only idea of enjoyment.

Politicians steal your money, sleep with your wife and girlfriends and sister, make sure you don't go to school, even when you struggle to, he makes sure you don't finish on time let alone getting a job.

He sends his children to the best schools abroad so they will take over from him when he is done playing with your future.

He initiates a poverty alleviation program, videos himself cutting tapes during the mounting of an of electric pole. He gives you 4000, bags of rice at rallies and arms to fight his opponents.

He paints the roads and puts Street lights when there are no light in your home. You hail him!

He spends millions on billboards of his fake projects, hires the best PR experts to keep you drooling with hunger and uninformed and keep on doing damages to your common sense. You defend him.

Second tenure, no jobs, no food, the 4000 has finished and the bag of rice wasting in the pit of your toilet. He must recover the billions he spent buying your votes. For he is not qualified to lead but you qualified him.

You start making use of the guns he bought you. You kill the poor like yourself who is suffering the effects of the 4000 and bag of rice that you took. You try to Kidnap his friends, their police orderlies fire back at you.

His friends tell him that there is insecurity in town and it will affect their mobilization for him for second term.
He shouts ahhhh, second tenure is like the second round of sex that puts one to sleep after, except, perhaps, he works for vivid entertainment or one of those Hollywood porn industries.
He complains of lack of security to the commissioner of police and General Officer Commanding, Air Officer commanding or the Flag Officer Commanding.

He spends millions hosting them. They tell him what to do. By now, you have become a threat.

He buys even a bigger gun for the police and the military plus operational vehicles.

He pays for radio and TV jingles to warn you.

You rob, you die. You protest, you die. You stay at home, you die of starvation.

Then, you get recommended to a church and since you can't pay tithes, pastor turns you into an errand boy.
He sends you to buy biscuits for his children, wash pants for his wife and clean his cars.

You sweep the church for free while awaiting your heavenly reward while the pastor fly private jets and drive flashy sedans.

You are happy that your pastor is rich and argue for him in midst of your friends.

He runs to the UK at the slightest symptoms of headache but prays for you when you are sick and tells you to bring your sick mother to church for prayers instead of taking her to hospitals to waste money.
She dies and he tells you that it was God's will while his mother has been in the UK for months receiving the best treatment that tithes can buy.

He buys a new land for a new church branch, you help to carry blocks and turn concrete, then collect blessings as reward. You are happy to be working for the salvation of your soul, heaven will pay.
The pastor lives his heaven on earth.

The new church building is completed on your sweat.

He invites the president, governor, senator, house of representative member and every other person who made sure that you are poor by design.

The whole area is policed with guns and armored cars. You are comfortably seated at the back of the back while straining your neck to see who and who came.

The president and governor and senator plus their contractor friends donate hundreds of millions for the new church while you cheer from the back.

The food they shared didn't get to you but you are happy the president and governor and senator came to your church. You even brag to others of how your pastor is well connected.

You get home, hunger Knocks angrily on the belly door, your neighbor bails you out while you wait for heaven to pay.

10 years on the jobless job, pastor's children have been sent abroad for studies. Age is no longer on your side, pastor hooks you up with another aunty that sweeps the church for free with no education just like you and Weds you both on a Friday evening church service and you are happy. Your children starts the circle all over again.

I'm in Apo legislatives. Where are you?

Abujacargirl:
ABUJA

where in abuja? I'm in abuja too

Where's your location??