If Nigeria were to be human, how would she feel this morning at age 55? Just wondering how she would look. Would she have aged with grace or faded away; wounded with scars if not broken? Would she have woken up excited about ageing or would she have met her own eyes swollen with bags. Bags of regrets, worries, disappointments, blemishes, wounds, pain and deep hurts.
Still wondering, if she would have looked beautiful still as the days of her youth when admirers home and abroad were flocking and plucking. When her hips were round and her sway gets men wanting for more...
Would she look at her fruits and smile fulfilled at years of labor, struggle and sacrifice. Would she say "It was worth the pain and loss"; days, weeks, months and years of fear, hunger, tears and blood shed!
Would she look at her reflection and break down hopelessly and helplessly at the image staring back at her or would she rather stare back, brace up, catch the rays of light from sun rise with her face and take in fresh breath and a bold step of hope and faith for better days ahead.
It's a ponder day for mother Nigeria and her children too! (In case you are thinking, it doesn't bother you)
I look forward always for a better Nigeria, a land full of opportunities with beautiful and diverse culture. A fertile land which draws people home and attract foreigners not 'brain drain'. A land where hopes , aspirations and dreams come true. A land we can truly be proud of; a land I am proud of because 

Happy Independence day!
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