I lived beyond the naked scars of yesterday's brutality, surviving the horrors of the shadows
Some of my mates did not live to tell their stories, am so fortunate to tell the world about my rise from zero to hero. I had fainted so many times in despair, yet I stood up so tall, trampling upon the sands of greatness. Through the filth of failure, God pulled me up and skillfully decorated my life with honor.
The meadows of my heart are now clothed with happiness, all because God stilled the roaring of the storms of life. These are the echoes of a joyful heart.
FROM: BULUTUTU OZUAH