I don't believe in Karma.

I know you would try to lecture me, but it is pointless...
If Karma existed, then tell me why my father is breathing fine and living his life to the fullest.

My father Mr. Alozi left us when I was barely 11.
I was 10 taking care of my mom and two younger siblings, I was 10 going from one shop to the other in search of a means of livelihood.

Mr. Alozi after discovering that his wife had leukemia, threw her out of his life with his three children.

I clocked 27 last month, and still poor, I stopped every form of education at the age of 10, my mother passed on to the afterlife, thankfully my two sisters are in school.

And my dad is still doing extremely good, he looked better than he was when I was a child. He has gotten himself one of the descendants of Eve, a very beautiful one at that, and two healthy-looking boys as sons...

Posting Family goals on social media and getting so much admiration from them.
The first time I saw my dad again was on social media, Instagram to be precise, looking all handsome in his pairs of Louis Vuitton.
I began stalking his social media to at least see if any form of misfortune would befall him for his evil deeds, but instead, he flourished the more.

During the festive...