GEORGE FLOYD: THE DEATH THAT EXPOSED THE GHOST OF RACISM IN USA

Is the United States of America truly the land of the free for the free? The late George Floyd was a man naturally endowed with a black skin- a Negro in the eyes of those who see and judge a man by the color of his or her skin. George Floyd had high hopes of living to see a better tomorrow. The reaper struck again in the family barely two years after the demise of George Floyd’s mum. This time around, the victim was George himself. People steal thousands of dollars and go scot free but poor George Floyd died without robbing anyone. The crime they accused him of committing was minuscule compared to the one proven to have been committed by so many white folks this year. I believe strongly in the innocence of George Floyd. Even if he was not innocent, being in possession of a fake $20 bill is not something that would drive a sane Police Officer mad. If a white person had been in possession of a fake $20 bill would he or she had been murdered? “I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe” screamed a helpless George Floyd. If he were a white man, his pleas for help would had soften the stone heart of the ruthless Derek Chauvin, a 44 year old white skinned Police Officer of the Minneapolis Police Department. Bewitched by the cloven Hoff, Derek Chauvin pressed his knee on the neck of poor George Floyd. On the bare street was where George Floyd was lying helplessly. Death jerked left and right, it did not find any angel in the vicinity who would rescue the drowning soul. Death waited patiently for 8minutes before he stole the soul of George Floyd. Racism has refused to go to bed and never wake up. A lot of racial murders have been going on in American soil all these years but the recent death of George Floyd has exposed the nude body of the ghost of racism. I sincerely wish that one day the dreams of the founding father of America would be realized. We long for the day where this great nation would truly be a land for the free and for the free. The color of a man’s skin should not dictate how he or she would be treated.

Corona Virus Vs Hunger Virus: The Plight Of Africa

Humanity is grappling to curtain the spread of the queen of all viruses’ code named “Covid-19”. The death rate is staggering, mother earth is bleeding with sorrows. European countries and the almighty United States of America are the worst hit sites of the deadly pandemic. “Lockdown” seems like a world ritual to curb the spread of Covid19. Governments all over the world has exhausted their resources and yet some of them are going the extra mile, they are trying their best to put food on the tables of their people. The hilarious thing about this pandemic is that it has made tissue papers and toiletries a scarce commodity in the Whiteman’s land. This kind of thing can never happen in Africa. As wise as the Whiteman claims to be, the harsh truth is that they are slaves of fear and prisoners of the technology they worship as god. Sadly, cadavers has multiplied by a geometric proportion. The rape of the overstretched hospitals across the globe has installed a frightening wave of fear in most of the isolation centers of the world. People have started looking elsewhere for cure and vaccines for the deadly corona virus. Madagascar is leading the way via her herbal drink. Instead of being thankful, the Whiteman is not willing to believe that anything good can come out of Africa. The fact ought to be told. Covid19 has a special place in its nefarious heart for the Whiteman, no wonder the alarming death rate. Yes, corona virus has finally began to feast on the soil of Africa. Though it has caused scores of death but the number one disease right now in Africa is called “Hunger Virus”. Even before the “Lockdown” era, so many Africans were dying daily of hunger and starvation. With the “Lockdown”, hunger virus has grown more wings to kill. The African heads of government want their people to stay at home to curb the pandemic yet they have no clue that hunger is the worse disease on earth. People are dying more from hunger virus in this part of the globe where I come from-Africa. Covid-19 is deadly and vicious but hunger virus is merciless and wicked.

MEETING A SPECIAL PERSON

Lady charming, I've always dreamt of meeting special people and i'm so glad to have met a special and lovely friend like you. Guess what i will do tonight? I will go to bed with my back healthily kissing my mattress and my face smiling like the visage of a man who has just won a lottery. I will soak my head with the sweet thoughts of you because life has offered me the glittering joy of having a friend worth a handful of friends. My dear, i admonish you to go around mother Earth with a happy-happy smile on your beautiful face. Please, fill your bosom with gladness, let high hopes be your daily cup of tea. You are greater than who you think you are, live and eat your dreams. Frankly speaking, your garden shall be filled with love and prosperity. I believe you will dance cheerfully with divine blessings because you are already divinely blessed. Thanks for being a young lady with a loving heart.

A FRIEND INDEED

Thou art pleasant o darling friend, thy beautiful heart flourishes with kindness. Lo, Thy soul is blessed. Sweet Nadia, you are a friend indeed . I beat my chest to say again and again that Nadia is a rare gem to behold and a great friend to dance to because her face has no spot of deceit. All i know and all i care to know is that Nadia is a darling friend indeed. Though I'm a decade miles away, I will still say to the air that Nadia is more precious than diamond. Nadia is a friend I'll always love and cherish because she is a friend in need and indeed.

REFLECTION

Wherever you look, you would see a glimpse of the past and a splash of the future. The words you threw at the air yesterday would come back to either hunt or caress your life. We make or mar our future by the actions we took in the past. Some dudes keep shouting that life is not fair but the truth is that the pains we bear and the pains we suffer are as a result of the things we did yesteryears and today. I had this façade that life is unfair to me until I came to the realization that everything that had happened in my life is a reflection of things I dreamt of and the bold hopes I hung on my neck like a gold necklace. The bigger you dreams, the bigger your challenges. Your dreams are a reflection of the challenges that crops up in your life; you have to surmount them with the brave heart and determination of a champion who is unrelenting in his or her pursuit for glory. Yes, better days would spring up from the rubbles of despair and disappointments. Without setbacks, there can be no Eldorado. Everybody wants to be a champion but not everybody is prepared to go through the rigorous routine it entails to wear that crown of glory on your forehead. Just like Tyson Fury, you have to have what it takes to stand up after being knocked down. Fate is as brutal as the killer punches of Deontay Wilder. The only way you can do wonders for yourself is by not staying down after the fall. To fall is human but to rise up and stand on your feet explicitly qualifies you as a champion. Sitting at the top is a reflection of the effort you had put in your life to be where you are. The greatest is not the one who sits on the throne but the one who got beaten and still manage to rise up again from the ashes like a falcon. Your failure is just a reflection of your present circumstance, it is not necessarily a reflection of who you are because you are who you think you are.

THE SECRET OF CHANGE

BE LIKE AN EAGLE