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Right now I just wish that I were dead, I mean this were the words Gabriel told me before he jumped off the building. Was he stupid? Why was he that weak? What was even his problem? I mean I could not stop from asking myself this questions. So I ended by asking myself one last question, was he different from me, from us? Gabriel had for months now been facing depression caused by so many accumulated things, he felt like there was no more option, the only option he saw was suicide. Now I know you feel good, strong, powerful, and you just want to lash on Gabriel but I just want you to know that you made for him, you were made to be his strength, and because you were not there for him, he died. The only way we are ever going to get out of this is if we all just stick together, stop thinking "me" and start thinking "we". Someone somewhere needs you right now, maybe your friend, maybe your brother, maybe your someone whom you have only met once. Kindly check on...

Recession! Starvation! What of corruption? Hang on a second! What about the innocent killings and now the Academic strike? WHY ALL THESE? The leaders blinded by their selfish want The Government undefined Plot of evils on their minds The former agenda an enemy to the present "Another government set to fail" Men lay in wait to shed blood Each haunting his brother Both hands skilled in doing evil The rulers demand gifts The judges accept bribes Agendas unfinished Plans still yet to be carried out Promises not fulfilled Cities unkept Lives in insecurity Investment in another father's land Money converted seize with no account The school system not fix to help the Nation's operation So they send their children abroad We are one they say But brothers against brothers Tribe against tribe A Governor today senator tomorrow We are leaders of tomorrow with no path to follow No wonder many are unable to further Some...

A poem about Nigeria's struggle for peace and stability. Is there a need for divider? Our leaders could always divide her. In her, is Judas. Beside her, is lucifer. Where to run? So she burn. Who to save? She is lost on the way to being brave. The cry she gave. All lost as she gave. Everyday is another tears from another day. The voices of the masses will never get a say if we keep forgetting who made this night and day. If we keep forgetting who made our day, then we might never see the light of the night. We might not see the light of the new day. ©AKINJERY

I hate John, Funke and Janet because they have never liked my picture on Facebook, Instagram, and Snapchat forgetting they don't have a device that devices their way of life. My Mom got duped of her money by someone who posed to be me. In the next room is Rebekah, a girl who poses naked, sending filtered photographs of herself just to get the likes, two days ago she was in a pool of her tears, almost committing suicide when she had just two likes and a boy commented on her picture, saying she was ugly. Andrew, he is always in his room trying to please those outside his walls, the only time you see him outside his room is when he is hungry. Mr Adegoke is battling to keep his family together because he can't stop viewing the nude pictures posted by Rebekah on Instagram. Too many fallacy, now hard to tell reality. Is this the world of our dreams, a world where we struggle for affection, bleeching our great looks only to be considered another person's filtered dreams. ...

Exercise your brain. Denis Charlet/Getty Images Want to expand your mind? A little bit of effort every day goes a long way. In the Quora thread, "What would you do to be a little smarter every single day?", readers shared the habits they follow to fuel their brains. Here are some simple actions that could help you become a smarter person. 1. Come up with 10 ideas every day. Think about how to reduce poverty, how to solve a daily problem you have, interesting movie ideas, or anything. It doesn't matter what subject your ideas fall into, as long as you're working your brain and your idea muscles. Your list might even lead to a new startup idea or writing subject. —Claudia Azula Altucher 2. Read the newspaper. It will help you become more aware of the important things happening around the word. You'll learn to form your own opinions and connect the dots between seemingly unrelated things. You'll also have a lot more to talk about at parties or with...

Prelude: It was 'OYA' the goddess Sango wouldn't have been a god or a goodness She was always a flowing river Sango begs her to live forever She was always a spirit She became human just for humanity And for sango'sympathy Poem lines: A goddess was born around the early 60's Her parent were middle class,so they live in different cities Her birth was never a misery Her birth was more than a story Now,her birth has become a history with a lot of mystery She was named after a holy and a beautiful place The sky smiles,the moon dances and the stars sing praises In a polygamous family she was begotten Her birth was one in town,it was never forgotten People were much fed and they went home rejoicing Now,she has growned tall and beautiful Her name speaks for her and make her life meaningful She was never from the Christ-like Always like the Virgin Mary, she acted right She has went to learn a profession Named in sizwe bansi is dead,a book of...