Monday, July 3, 2017
When I was four, mama said to me "son, just like a strong horse, one day you'll gallop into Lagos, an electrifying city. A world-class destination, Nigeria’s most amazing city that has wonderful beaches, skyscrapers,
amazing parks, best entertainment, most job opportunities and so much more.
When I first found myself in Lagos, I discovered it's city that never sleeps, you could buy from
the street shops at any time, be it early morning when the cocks are still clearing their tracheae or late night when those flammulatesd owls still hunt for prey. Aboki with small kiosk selling a variety of household items just to excoriate the rumblings of worm in an hungry man's gut.
A land of hospitality, where hospitals are the main priority, saving lives is everyone's dignity, no family want their teenage daughters to loose their virginity, brothers wishing their sister still have purity. Where different tribes live in unity, no wonder it's a land of simplicity.
A land of opportunity, where souls clustered to make ends meet, where graduates, traders, hustlers, business men and women perched like birds of the air, just to make a living. A land where there's no food for lazy men, where rats also hustle to quench their hunger and royals still rumble so they won't fumble or stumble on a dabbled marble.
A land of creativity, where humans are creative, yet they don't create thieves, where talent is born and breed. A land of working class parents, hustling and working to pay rent, a land where traffic jam punch human mind, a land of true federalism where education is taken more seriously than ejaculation. A land of hope, faith, love, wisdom, counsel, understanding, kindness and unity. For this land is my success story. ©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher