Blinded by Hate?

Ok, so you hate Nigeria, after all these years,

You now suddenly hate this country

And you would rather see it burn to the ground

Than for it to recover from years of wrong and misdeeds

So that you and your generations can benefit?

Your sudden hatred for this entity

Reminds me of that being, who after 65 years of masculinity

Declared himself to be a woman – confusion unparalleled.

Your hatred boils so much and so violently

That you'd rather the new administration failed than succeed

You hate it so much and so terribly

That you conjure, manufacture, produce and create lies

And spread it just to feed your crazed ego

And demonic self-centeredness

Your hate is so great that at every opportunity

You curse rather than bless it

You are so consumed that you bay for blood and cry for war

You want nothing but destruction of this entity

Just so you can say, "I told you so";

Just so you can be deemed as being “right”

Your hatred knows no bound

And you proudly wear it as a badge;

You carry it with you everywhere you go,

You are quick to show it to all and sundry

But you know what? You are only displaying your unparalleled folly.

If only you knew.

Hear Booker T Washington “I learned the lesson that great men cultivate love, 

And that only little men cherish a spirit of hatred”

What would be your gain if we went to war?

What would be your gain if destruction reigned?

Please tell me, confirm to me that you have another country.

Advise me where you hope to run to if the war started?

Share with me what would befall your family members

If truly a war broke out.

Wait, you have a green card? Or is it the blue passport that you carry?

Ok, is it the red one? Burgundy/brown?

Even at that, will you be totally untouched by the war?  

Do you have ALL your family members outside this country?

We have but one country, we have but one life.

Build your country. Make your life count.

Speak peace. Speak blessings. Speak love.

Eschew violence. Abhor hatred.

Like the phoenix, we will yet rise again.

Though the journey be long and convoluted

Though the storms be many and strong;

We will reach the shore.

Boanerges……Son of Thunder