To many Nigerians, this isn’t just an election but a push for survival, a struggle for internal independence, for a re-structure and reborn…Emotions are high on the street and so is strength, it truly does look like history may never forget in a hurry.
The day is right in our faces and now we are left with our faith but even our faith no longer fits in between the crack of my palms yet somehow, we find joy in hope, believing for a reclaim.
Still unsure of the unknown, we cry in silence to Eledumare to intervene.
The joys of what lies ahead of us, remain unknown, are we still going to find joy in the ebbs and the flows or are we tethering into the bricks of another fall? How history will tell our tale is yet another unanswered question that will linger in our hearts?