First week of February. It scares the hell out of me that February 14th is around the corner. It wouldn’t be the usual tradition of sleeping at home all day or taking a loved one to see movies. It will be more serious… Having time alone with your thoughts, choices and votes.
Looking back at “what has always been” this time always drags hungry youths into selling their souls and conscience for a torn note of N100.
Welcome to 2015, in the 21st century. We the youths have refused.
What we need now is a platform to excel not a platform to show our “scolombo skills”
Instead of the bags of rice and tins of tomatoes, we want farm lands to cultivate on and good roads.
What we need is opportunity to work hard, avenues to develop our God given skills and fend for our family’s not guns to fight your enemies.
Use this opportunity and teach us unity and peace instead of teaching us the art of thuggery.
Instead of the usual N100 you use to buy our voices, buy us books and send us to school (we are tomorrow’s leaders; we can’t afford to continue feeding from the scraps from our own tables).
We have a voice, let us be heard instead of forced to keep shut.
Like I said, this is 2015.
Show us love dear politicians,
Keep to your words,
Tuck the street kids properly into their school seats,
Put shoes on the feet of those little angels,
Embrace peace and condemn anarchy,
Give us good roads or are we asking for too much?
Let your works be your evidence at the end of your 4years.
You have pledged your commitment, stand by it.
Come February 14th give us ballot boxes instead of bullets.
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