HIM: For an African, especially a country like Nigeria, you are very smart and talented. I admire you.
ME: The irony.
ME: No offense, but for a German, you’re pretty dumb.
(That is how I got blocked and lost a payment of $15 for my book, even though I said, “No offense)
I am a Nigerian. We don’t know what that means to you or the outside world, but I believe I am different, in my own way.
I know my country – Nigeria – Black, strong, religious, ignorant, corrupted, happy and free. Yes, free. I am the only one allowed to abuse my country, together with my countrymen and women, try it and I will dig out dirt from yours and plaster it on your face. You know you have one, right? I don’t care the size.
This is my patriotism.
I refuse to measured by the yardstick and actions of my countrymen, by the foolishness of my leaders. And I swear to not judge you by the actions of your countrymen.
What Bayo did last year in Malaysia doesn’t apply to me, just as Einstein’s achievement doesn’t apply to you.
I don’t believe in Nigeria, I believe in myself. Give me a chance.
I don’t believe in our politicians and their policies, I believe in my ability. Give me a chance. And I, and other revolutionaries, will bring glory back to this home – even though they didn’t help us.
PRAYER: May Nigeria shine and glow, that way, I will shine and glow. May all the years the cankerworms and locusts have eaten be restored in glory. Amen.
Happy Independence Nigeria. Enjoy it.