A heart cry of the pussy, it’s isn’t fair was the outburst, how on earth will I be treated as this? My hope, my companion, my only son they took for sale.

Oh how callous this human folks, never will they treat their own offspring as this, it’s not a crime that I came as cat, how long will they put price tag on my son.

They have no love nor regards for us, lesser beings are we considered all day long, we live to serve as watchdogs in their balconies, yet our successors will them not cease to sell.

Son, I bid you goodby with agony of heart, my heart bleeds for we part to see no more, remember to show love and never repay them in their own coin, though they sold you out, never should your mind be sold.

Goodbye, bye bye! Oh son of my heart, I wish I could save you from this callous being. Goodbye, bye bye! Pussy, let love be your guide wherever you go.

Across the river lies fame and wealth
Where life glitters in creaming crystal
How I long to dine with gold as sapphire be my chef
And life smiles at the sublime atmospheric order.
On the ranges of Kilimanjaro life kisses the sky,
While Limpopo habours the giant king of Bolawayo
The hippopotamus that rules the Cape of Good Hope,
Accompanied by hospitality along the shore.
Oh how beauty stood at the palace balcony
As the noon day sun romances the atlantis,
Tell it on the street Kinshasa, how great Africa strive
Let the inhabitant of Johannesburg behold the beauty of our land,
This is where life lays, the corridor of hope though the colour be dark,
Jagulani Africa …! Our anthem rises across the ridges of Morocco,
The beautiful jewel that attracts suitors from across the shores of White land,
The merchants of Venice stayed far behind your wealth oh Africa!
Around thy rivers thy offspring dine, where shrubs laugh in unison
The land of hope and hospitality, where black lives matters!!!!.

To the depressed I write, too many thoughts exert heavyweight on human’s mind, depression has no good gift, it sinks the body, soul and mind in horror, it is the worst enemy of human soul.

To the dejected I write, never give in to situation that warrants your predicament, think of the life you still have, only a dead man looses hope, there is hope in life, dwell less on the past downfalls, disappointments or rejection, focus on the better days that await you at the corner of posterity.

To the rejected I write, you are only rejected by friend, a suitor, a family, a congregation or an organization. These are just the smallest fraction of the entire globe. Billions of the world population await your ingenuity to be appreciated, Almighty God of heaven and earth has not rejected you. Look forward, never allow your spirit to be downgraded, better people await your cheerfulness to be accepted.

To the orphan I write, absence of parents is never the end of life. Parents have finished their race and have gone to rest, never quit racing in life because Dad and Mum are nowhere, be strong to take the baton for the challenges ahead, megapodes are specie of birds that know not their parents right from birth, they struggle and survive alone in the jungle, how much more, you that have legion of fellow humans around. Look away from your deficiency, get the courage to stand alone and stand tall, millions of adoptable parents await you on the peak of your breakthrough.

To the defamed I write, it is true that your past and your present is in jeopardy as a result of what men said about you. Never be deluded, no one can defame your future. Never dwell too hard on the action or motive of the perpetrators, focus on what to do to regain your fame in a more decent way. Hating your haters cannot ensure your fame, exchanging words with them on social media can worsen your case, remember, social media has not won any reasonable case. As such, stay positive, take the bull of your future by the horn to regain your lost fame.

To the oppressed I write, no condition is permanent, for the fact that an individual is oppressing you now does not means that status quo will always be maintained. Learn all you need to learn though not convenient, strategize a viable means to gain your liberty. Seek for help if need be, let your mind be liberated, then make a decisive step to be free from all forms of subjugation.

To the distressed I write, let not your heart be troubled, there is always a way out of every negative situation. Distress in most cases forces human to take action over issues in haste, actions taken in haste are not always too good. Calm down, give yourself to deep and thoughtful thoughts, then act with positive mindset. And your distress will be evaporated and your mind will be saved.

Dear audience, life is too short, your psychosocial environment will not give you all that you desire or deserve, infact, it will deprive you of your basic needs and your aspirations, never allow your mind to be caged, encourage yourself to soar above all life impediments, show love to all and sundry, stay positive and be optimistic. Future of greatness awaits the victor and not the vanquished.