JUST A THOUGHT!
It’s breaking my heart the way this world is so MEAN to people with pure intentions and soft hearts.
I’ve seen much CRUELTY towards good people that, instead of being cherished, they are actually being USED. Instead of being appreciated and valued, they are being taken for granted and considered as an OPTION.
When you do business with friends, their intentions is to take everything away from you, and the wonder working power of their deep wickedness is; they never pause to think about their end. Even the one you could trust with your time and values consciously trample your effort in the deep mud.
Since we have always been ruining everything beautiful left around. Hence, there is no need to wonder why this world is only getting filthier and uglier.
Another dilemma in the society is the level of moral decadence, the society is dying from inside and yet we act as if nothing is going wrong. I read about the four teenagers who killed another teenager for ritual in the GREEN NATION and I could only imagine the state of their heart during the act of wickedness.
No wonder Micah Adaramola seems to be among those who had seen the future and the pending danger, he quickly switched to start contributing his quota to rescue the dying society by continually to campaign for PURPOSEFUL living, among others.
There are lot of noise in the society and no one is listening. Even the self acclaimed scholars can hardly take time out to read between the lines, everyone is running the race to the throne that is not even existing. If you emerge the winner in the society that no one is safe, how will you maintain your medal?!
Yet, literacy is in our veins like blood. It enters every other phrase and it is next to impossible to hold a real conversation, as against an interchange of instructions and acquiescences, in which reference to the printed word is not made and the implications of something read do not occur. Yet, we boast in our emptiness and never consider the danger ahead.
Our value is without compliments until we are gone, until we become unreachable, until we are scarce. Let me submit to say, if honor, respect for life and dignity for time can no longer be served on your table, you will be doing yourself a great favour to change your table.
Written:
Samuel Oyesola OLUDIMU
Author of WHO I THINK I AM.
Another nexus from the ghost.