Some of us

When people say that fingers are not equal, it sounds like they really mean it right? Well, many times they don’t. I mean, they don’t really understand what it means. Let me break it down a little. Some of us have to wake up 5am every morning to hawk groundnut and plantain for three hours […]

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trusting YOU.

Might seem lost in the woods of busy-ness Stuck in the path of uneasiness Cumbered with the bricks of worry Laden with fears enough to bury Confusion like twigs may twirl Around my tiny frame, I tell Yet, feeble as I appear I affirm you ever so near. My needs of wherewithal Like viral worms, […]

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