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Nigerians let's build our country before they spoilt it for us completely, Godogodo a case study


Life always finds a way to balance itself. No matter how high anyone climbs, no matter how strong they think they are, one day, they will come down. What goes up must surely come down.

Our youth are falling in bad road because we care not about them, now the results are out in a negative way.
Let's look into the live of a notorious armed robber in Nigeria, a man called Godogodo. To many, he was a criminal, a dangerous armed robber who terrorized Lagos, Ogun, and other states. 
But when you look closely, his story tells more than just crime, it tells how this country failed its own people.
Godogodo was not born evil. He was born into a system that never gave him a chance. A smart man, bold and strategic, with the kind of intelligence that could have served in the military or the police. 


But Nigeria never saw that potential. The streets saw it first, and the streets claimed him.
He became what the country made him. And for years, he used that same intelligence to outsmart the very system that ignored him. 

If Nigeria had trained and guided men like him, maybe he would have led a unit in the army instead of leading a gang of robbers. But here, talent dies before it is discovered😭.
Meanwhile, we have people wearing stars and titles, Major Generals, Commanders as Sowore said,  who have never gone to war, never fought for anything, yet they enjoy the glory. They sit in comfort while the real fighters are left in the dust.
When you think of it deeply, Godogodo’s story is not just about crime. It is a reflection of a broken nation where those with great intention of building were never given chances. 
A country that kills its own heroes before they are born. A country that fails to see greatness until it becomes a threat, most of this youth are not born thug, but we are in a country were proper education can only be gotten by the rich despite exorbitant taxes.
Nigeria has failed people like Godogodo. It has failed the poor, the young, the dreamers, and the restless. 

Who are the system, remember that all Nigerians are what make the country what it is, let's give each other chances to succeed, remember it's not until the system is broken completely before we are obligated to repair it, we can prevent it from getting work. Let's have good heart toward each other, let's always strive for our country positivities, even in your micro capacities.

Remember he who owns today doesn't owns tomorrow, only our creator do.
From: 
Comrade Abdulkareem Yusuf Opeyemi (irreducible Eminent)
+2349033726329


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Anonymous said…
On point brother👍

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