Nigeria's leadership.


       Hey guys, sorry
I have been unavailable for a few days made a detour to DFW, texas America gonna be here for a few months,(and no police shooting yet) anyways, back to the topic of the day, but what exactly is the topic of the day:

Nigeria's leadership.

We all want a miracle we always want a miracle in different areas of our lives, what is called patience? That word doesn’t exist in the Nigerian dictionary, what am I talking about? Easy the issues of our president who according to gossip is ‘dying‘. He has only taking the mantle of leadership for a year, he promised u change not rapid change, let’s not forget the positive aspects of his administration and the proverb that says for a thing to be good it must undergo change, I mean Rome was not built in a day so if we want a spotless, corruption free Nigeria we must sweat to get it. Don't forget the change begins with you and i.

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