Nigeria the Floating Giant

Nigeria will remain a Sick Giant as long as it is perpetually bedeviled and plagued by grotesque incompetent leaders suffering from historical amnesia.

We will continue to progress retrospectively with abysmal ridicule from lesser countries.

Nigeria can rise again and take her place if our demographic mediocrity and parochial loyalty to individuals in power is subordinated to true nationalism; consciously and conscientiously buried.

Nigeria is merely floating at the moment. The crop of officialdom we have are nothing but a Tsunami to this raped Nation.

Nigeria has everything required to lead Africa. We have the intellectuals, we have the wealth, we have great men and women with vision; but focused and visionary leadership has remained a challenge since independence. Ethnicity, religion, zoning and primitive partisanship has continued to hold us back.

Nigerian has lost her birth-right and big brother status. We pray our children in their own generation wakes up the sleeping giant.

Africa will raise again!

• Philippa Asiodu

Suicide (Who Is Responsible)

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The rate of suicide in Nigeria is at an alarming high rate now. Suicide is a strange word or thing, and now it is becoming a norm.

While pondering about this i come across a post on face book and I will love to share it.

Please stop blaming the president about the current state of suicide in the society. Blame yourselves, blame the society for always settings standards like marriage, school, vocation etc.

You all judge a guy who hasn’t gone to school or not being too rich to your liking.

You judge a girl who was raped and gets pregnant.

You judge a man striving to feed his family, you body shame people and gossip your very own friends

The church/mosque neglects you unless you have something to give them.

I can go on and on. Let us blame ourselves for being too shy of teaching our children sex education and when they grow up with a different mindset and experience something different their brain can’t comprehend it and some fall into depression.

Let’s blame ourselves when we compare our children with other people’s that leads a child into depression.
Coming from the north I see a lot of stupid, traditions that don’t mean crap yet we practice it for heck what. Forcing our children to pick up religion and traditions that they don’t understand. Let’s blame ourselves for the failure in Africa. One man can’t change the nation for good neither can one man change the nation for bad. We are where we are(pun intended) because we have collectively agreed to support wrong leadership, wrong doctrines and wrong traditions.

Until we change our backwards sentimental reasonings we WILL continue to experience what we are now experiencing.

My name is Kate Mshelia and I don’t know if I am making common sense.

JESUS MY KING

JESUS MY KING
The Bible says my king is the king of the Jews
He is the King of Israel
He is the King of righteousness
He is the King of the ages
He is the King of heaven
He is the King Glory
He is the King of kings
And the Lord of lords

I wonder do you know him.

My King is a sovereign
No means of measure can define his limitless love
He’s enduringly strong
He’s entirely sincere
He’s eternally steadfast
He’s immortally graceful
He’s imperially powerful
He’s impartially merciful

Do you know Him?
He is the greatest phenomenon that has ever cross the horizon of this world
He’s God son
He’s the sinners saviour
He’s the centrepiece of civilization
He’s unparallel
He’s unprecedented
He is the loftiest idea in literature
He is the highest personality in philosophy
He is the fundamental doctrine of true theology
He is the only one qualify to be an all sufficient savour

I wonder do you know him

He supplies strength to the weak
He’s available to the tempted and the tried
He sympathizes and he saves
He strengthen and sustains
He guards and he guides
He heal the sick
He cleans the lepers
He forgives sinners
He discharges debtors
He deliver the captives
He defends the feeble
He bless the young
He serve the unfortunate
He regards the aged
He rewards the diligent
And he beautifies the meek

I wonder do you know him

He’s the key to knowledge
He’s the wellspring of wisdom
He’s the door way of deliverance
He’s the pathway of peace
He’s the roadway of righteousness
He’s the highway of holiness
He’s the gateway of glory

Do you know him?

His life is matchless
His goodness is limitless
His mercy is everlasting
His love never changed
His word is enough
His grace is sufficient
His reign is righteousness
His yoke id easy
And his burden is light

I wish I could describe him to you

He’s indescribable
He’s incomprehensive
He’s invincible
He’s irresistible
Well
You can’t get him out of your mind
You can’t get him off your hand
And you can’t live without him
Well
The Pharisees couldn’t stand him, but they find out they couldn’t stop him
Pilate couldn’t find any fault in him and Herod couldn’t kill him
Death couldn’t handle him and the grave couldn’t hold him
That’s my king

Women: Men Now Are Not After Sexiness

Are black women sexy? No doubt! When it comes to sexiness sisters have no equal. But can I be honest with you? I’m actually TIRED of sexy black women. Now hear me out on this, please.

Sexiness don’t mean jack snot. Not in the grand scheme of things. Visually appealing, yes. But I can’t eat sexiness. Sexiness won’t help pay these bills or pay off our student loans. Sexiness won’t qualify for a mortgage, or get people to respect you, sexiness wont allow me set my next big business move.

Sexiness won’t help me raise these kids. Neither will it teach my daughters their true worth and value in this world.

We got way too many ‘Sexy’ sisters out here with nothing else to bring to the table. Sexiness is the totality of their package. And that’s WACK!

Most black men looking for a relationship want a USEFUL woman. Visual appeal alone won’t cut it. Besides: there are so many black women competing to be the sexiest, it’s not even a race worth entering.

Can you cook? Do you clean? Do you have mothering skills Do you love your father? Respect him? Respect other black men in general? Have you divested yourself of prior relationship baggage? Can you hold a conversation about REAL world events? And no: Love and Hip Hop doesn’t count!

Do you have a REAL relationship with a REAL God: or do you follow the fake one many Christians have invented for themselves because he’s more tolerable than the actual Truth?

These are the kind of questions discerning men are asking nowadays.

So if sexiness is all you bring to the table, you can keep it. I’d rather have a woman of pure unadulterated SUBSTANCE. And I’m sure I speak for most conscious-thinking brothers out there on this one.

There’s a new breed of black men out there ladies. And we ain’t settling for second best or taking any shorts. Either come correct or go get with the jacks and harries. That’s all many of you are use to dealing with anyway…

written by Ibrahim Gana Malgwi