From the onset journey of life I have had a dream.
From the first page of the book of life I've had a goal.
From the beginning of creation I have had a vision.
A vision, a vision of greatness, peace and stability.
A vision , a goal and a dream that is stuck within.
It is stuck within me.
Without doubt I've believed to make them come true.
Without fear I've hoped to make it move in.
But they are stuck within.
I keep searching, while the sun sleeps and the moon wakes.
I keep browsing through dark forest and woods.
Just to find them dreams.
Since I joined the indomitable table of modernity it seem to be lost.
Since the guardian of my dreams decided to pilot to their maker no one seems to care anymore.
They don't care any more, they seems not to be interested anymore.
I've become a Telecast no one wish to watch.
I've turned into a novel so complicated to find the content.
My thesis are unbareble.
But it is I alone who understand the complex contents of my TV station.
It is I alone who can understand my novel.
Like the bitter demise of the perfect men and women,
Who call us at night when the moon is unrest to tell us stories.
Scary they were as imaginable but was lesson learnt.
I wish to tell the world about my novel.
I wish these men and women were awake to hear me read the vision and dreams kept in my coconuts.
Read them aloud that its content won't be compromised but completely make sense.
I wish I could make a replica of my dreams for posterity to look onto.
Our elders say, what we have within is what we portray out.
Inside my thoughts is not only the turgidity to abort the pregnancy of tribalism and politics in my nation.
Inside my thoughts is a world of peace and liberty.
Read my thoughts and you shall no me more.


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