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  The cigarette smoke rising like incense prayer The hymns sang with heartfelt dedication They are all in all, prophet, priest and king The sharper words of motivation unheard of The display of coward boldness of a sheep The Lamentations, cutting like two edge sword They are both in their strongest and weakest time The Nollywood story that beats coherency The United unity Bourne from the bond of brotherhood Never claim rightness when their ancestral worship starts Sit, ponder and wonder on the gifts of drunkards In the den of drunkards, mystery enfolds anew.

The Diary of a Frustrated Soul By Anuma Maxwell Living in this country Nigeria is like a death sentence, no hope for the future. Life keeps becoming unbearable in this country for the average person. No water, no electricity, high cost of living, difficulties choking all around, we are like walking dead hoping to drop dead soon. Nigeria is a failed nation. To combat the cycle of poverty, we seek refuge in other countries, migrating with every means possible. Almost all Nigerian youth have the thought of migrating to greener pastures, Europe to be precise. If you log on to the online social space, migrating out of the country and how to migrate is much talked about. But you need to know that migrating comes with it's price. The financial implications are quite much. No matter what, I will say to you, put it in your plans to migrate.  Most times, I sit back in tears, as I think of how miserable we live in this country, our hard-works doesn't reflect. Our leaders take us for nothi...