My name is Stephen, I'm not a Boko Haram part(2)

  My name is Stephen, I'm not a Boko Haram part(2)

I grew up in a traditionally respectful home.we had a culture of respect so much that every younger sibling call the older one "Boda" so and so.The size of our meal is determined by seniority.And this remind me of the typical Nigeria way of life;the older 10% feed on 90% of the national resources and leave the younger generation with left overs.The old oppress the young.National cake is shared according to your title and portfolio and not your impact.

Nigeria is said to have been the most religious country in the world.yet all that has not translated into good conscience which is the mother of good governance. Rather we have birth extremist at the bottom of the ladder whom we feed off their misery.Hence,everyone answer to who feeds him or her and not who made us.

My heart id full of questions that only God can answer.
Why does the Rich take from the poor?Why does the powerful oppress the powerless?Why will a father find it hard to say sorry to his son even when proven guilty?Why will Murderers gain amnesty and hard working young citizen rot in prison cell for something he is innocent of?Why will illiterate armed men(Boko Haram,Niger Delta Militants,OPC) get 75,000 naira,100,000,over 2 billion respectively and an NYSC Corp member get 19,800?The Why can go on and on.

Worthy of note however was that,it is a generational Sin that naturally pass itself on from one generation to another in Africa.It has eaten deep into all spheres of society because of the lack of good conscience.our conscience is dead and we have decided to keep it dead forever .I have heard young people say; "when i get there,i will do the same.i will eat all i can for myself and my family".That had been the cycle of event for years now but things are about to change around here.

An ancient Hebrew story talks about a young man named Joseph who was sent to the wrong place by the wrong people for the wrong reason.This young lad had a dream of a better future.No one believed his Dream but God did.Everything was falling apart for Joseph but his Dream was very much Alive.Even when he found himself in prison for crime he did not commit he refuse to give up on his dream and that dream made a prime minister out of a prisoner.

I have a dream today!I see a day when Africans will not class themselves by Age nor title nor portfolio but by knowledge and character.I see a day when Nigeria will not be afraid of Boko Haram but that people will even fear to mention the name of any terrorist group as it will be a taboo and they will be alien entities.i see a day when Pride will give way to posterity.A day when my son will mention seven role model and Nigerians will be 5 in that number.A day when everyones  voice and opinion will be  heard without them using Guns to enforce their will on Government.

Conclusively,i want to encourage our youth that their is hope for this nation as long as we keep our dreams alive.you may not have a job today but soon,you will have thousands of people in your pay roll.You may look small now but greatness is on your inside.Soon the difference will be clear who the future belong to.No matter the challenge you face,keep hope alive.It will soon be your turn.I leave you with this illustration; Life is like a ladder,some are at the bottom while some are in the middle and others at the top.soon those at the top will start coming down and those in the middle will be at the top and the bottom become middle.It is just a matter of time before the person at the  bottom ladder gets to the top ladder.

You may look like no body today. Right at the bottom of the ladder but very soon you will be lifted to the top.Only those who connect the top and bottom ladder when in the middle ever becomes great.God bless you!

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Stephen Akintayo
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