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GIANT, OH GIANT!

Giant, oh Giant!
For how long will thou be the sleeping giant?
The whole world awaits your awakening
The black race is dependent on you
Yet, you have got time to snore
A country blessed with milk and honey yet eat from the crumbs of other nations
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Giant, oh Giant!
For how long will thou be the dwaft among nations?
The world awaits your manifestation
The black race are looking up to you
Yet, you are contented with where you are
A country strong and mighty yet acts like a coward
*****

Giant, oh Giant!
For how long will thou have pleasure in crisis?
The black race awaits your oneness
Yet, you are smiling in the midst of crisis
A country bounded by love and unity
*****

Giant, oh Giant!
Wake up, oh wake up!
For you have got to stand on your feet and claim your ground
God has invested so much on you
It's time to gather your strength
Nigeria, I say wake up.

ⓒ2016 Ajayi Ayobami.
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Gbola5:

The show is not canon !

So, the book is?

Jon snow is alive!! Season 6 episode 2 just confirmed it.

Following...

Differences
We met on the night of solstice
When the night was bright all through
On the plane high on the horizon
It was love at first sight
I must confess
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With little or no much ado
We fell in love
Blinded by our desires to be immortal in love
We shunned reality
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Love covers all
Love heals all
Was our slogan during those periods
We were envied by foes
Loved by friends
A day without the other
Is like eternity in hell
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Our parents looked at us anguishly
What will become of them, they said
Nights rolls into months
And days into years
We should tie the knot we concluded
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But our parents wouldn't oblidge
He is from the other side they said
Those who believe in a virgin born
You are from the last prophet of God
Religion of peace
We can't allow you together, they said
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Water and oil can't miss
Find your type and we will consider
I was heartbroken and despair
We have been stabbed by our differences
Brought back to reality by beliefs
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Why has fate decided to rob us of true love?
Why does love have to be about religion?
Can't love covers it all?
Can't our differences be multiplied?
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Religion is not to be blamed for failed love
Humans are!
Beliefs are not meant to hold for eternity
Culture is!
Love fails when we stop believing in it
I believe in you and I
Despite our differences!

I just finished watching season 5 final episode and I can't get myself to believe that Jon Snow is really dead, any lead in the book??

Wow! Thanks. I intensionally dumped my story because i felt no motivation from people to keep the ink flowing but with this post, i guess i am gonna have a rethink.

Will continue chapter 3 tomorrow. Thanks for following and am not getting motivated with the turn up of people on this story. Its like am only writing the story to myself. Its not fair oooo.

CHAPTER 3

The boy is quite an athlete but not as good as i am. I was the best the best athlete in my secondary school, because of this i was given 'flash' as a nickname. With time i caught up with him and gave him a light punch which made him stagger a little. I held him and demanded for what he stole from me. He started crying and told me not to be angry with him that it was due to some circumstances he found himself that made him to steal. I felt remorse for him and asked him what he needed that could have made him to steal. He told me his elder sister was admitted into the hospital and he his in need of money for an operation within the next fourth eight hours(48hrs). For no reason i have never experienced before, i felt sorry for him and decided to help him. This would be the second thing i would be doing on that day without planning for it. How unusual am i! Or am i being stupid? I thought. I went back to the supermarket with him and paid for what i bought, we entered the car and i told him to take me to the hospital.

Why is Michael not back yet? Mrs Adebayo thought, it has been some hours since he left for the supermarket or has he been stuck in traffic? Mrs Adebayo is a woman of early sixties, she is average in height with an ever young face. You could easily mistake her for a fourty years old(40yrs) old woman. She just retired as a Director, Ministry of Education. She decided to hold her peace for some minutes and hope mike would be back soon before she calls her husband about the situation.

It has been quite a while since i post here pls bear with me. Chapter 3 will be available tonight.

CONTINUATION

I tuned up the radio of my car to listen to the latest music jamz, while listening a breaking news came on air that Senator Abiola's daughter has been kidnapped. I was shocked and bewildered about how some heartless human beings could have kidnapped a fellow human because of money. Senator Abiola is an old friend of my day, they used to be members of the same club before senator Abiola got involved in politics. He had been a busy man after pursuing his political ambition and my dad rarely see him these days. Tope is his only daughter, she should be about my age, she is light skinned, tall and hairy. The last time i saw her was during a charity programme ran by a motherless baby home. She was one of the fund raiser for the event.

I always admire her beauty afar off, since we rarely talk and i saw her as a spoilt brat. I felt sorry for her though and could only imagine the pain and agony she could be going through.
I was almost at he supermarket door when someone called me. He was wearing a white gown, I thought of what he could want with me, maybe he is looking for someone to scam because I have heard so much stories of people in similar situation who ended up getting duped. Well, he has got a wrong person to dupe, I thought. He told me he had a message for me from God. He said 'he saw me at a sea port, about to board a ship in which there are three ships i could take. The first one is very beautiful and pleasant to the eyes but it was made of substandard materials and would definately not last long. The second ship is the flamboyant type, it was built with the very best of materials with all the luxury of life in it but it was been sailed by a corrupt captain so it could eventually be sailed into wreckage while the third ship is a simple ship made with everything it needs to last long but it's not the choice of many. I became confused with the parable he said to me, I didnt know maybe to adhere to his parable or neglet it since majority of the so called prophets cannot be trusted. I thanked him and he excused me.

Emerald supermarket is indeed the biggest supermarket in hill top. It has different sections for different type of products starting from fresh food products, to clothes, to perfumes, cosmetics and even electronics. I entered the fresh food section to get what i wanted to buy. Afterwards, i went to the cashier and observed that my wallet wasn't in my pocket. Could it have been that i had been pickpocket by the so-called man of God(man in white garmet)? I thought. I decided to search my car and come back to pay for the goods I bought. On approaching my car I discovered a young guy of about 18years of age, ran out of my car. I decided to chase him and get back whatever he might have stolen from my car.

Am sorry for keeping you guys waiting. I have been quite busy of recent with some other things, I will upload the next post before tomorrow and people have not been commenting on the story, I would like to know your view about it.

toykathy: You have to be consistent in updating so as to pull more pple to follow ur story. More ink to ur pen, but gear up.

Thanks for your advice ma'am.

Today is friday and fridays in Hill top(a town name) is always busy around 1pm when our muslim brothers would be going for jumat. I left work early around 12noon because i got nothing else to do in the office for the day. We normally close early in the office on fridays since everybody always love to take part in the normal Thank God Its Friday(TGIF) with people hanging out, parties at almost every corners, bars and resturant are always filled up on fridays too. I was in my room when my mom came to tell me I would be going to the supermarket since chichi would be busy with house keeping.

I obviously dont know why I would be the one going to the supermarket when chichi could go and resume back to the housekeeping I murmured. Chichi is our househelp, she is an igbo girl of 18years old, she has been staying with us for about five(5) years now. She is like a sister to me, my parent took it as a duty to take care of her and sponsor her education as long as she is with us. I have always thought of staying alone and not with my parent after i graduated from school but mom would always compel me to stay aroung with them since i was not married yet. It's not that i am unhappy staying with them but i wanted complete and total independence. My dad is not an issue, he is happy with whatever choice I make but mom always want me to stick around. I took my bath and prepared to go to the supermarket and remembered when I used to shop with Bimpe while in school, how I wish she could still be alive, I thought.

Chapter 2

I am Adebayo Micheal by name but people call me mike. I am a dark, tall slim guy with an athletic feature. The only boy in the family, I have two elder sisters which means i am the baby of the family and the most pampered, ever since i was young I have always been given almost everything i wanted because i am the only male child of my family. I studied chemistry at Obafemi Awolowo University, Ife(0AU) and graduated when i was twenty three years of age(23yrs) with second class (upper division). Now five years later after the death of Bimpe I still couldn't just date another girl, it was as if Bimpe carted away with my heart when she died. Death came like a thief in the night and stole away my beloved, he came in without invitation, when we least expected him, when we were still entangled with the affairs of this world. How dishearting death is!

I could still remember the day i was greatly depressed while still in school because of my 300level first semester result, i had two carryovers in core courses which automatically simplifies that i couldn't finish with a first class again. My CGPA dropped from 4.52 to 4.15, i was pratically not on earth again during those periods. It was Bimpe who came by me and comforted me, she was my backbone during those periods, she helped me with my studies and most importantly, my psychological well being. I don't think any girl can be like Bimpe again, she was my one and only.

Am sorry for keeping you guys waiting. Chapter two will be available by this time tomorrow. Thanks for understanding.