They were calling me boss, stud, G, main man, and other macho salutations. If only they knew that all my head was doing was thinking up possible pick up and start up line.
I have never thought myself to be a culprit in Christ’s death. I know I made a gain from his death and resurrection, but I never wondered what role I played in his death.
Yes, the poor, destitute and illiterate are selling their votes for Naira and Kobo, but you young, strong, bright, talented and educated Nigerian, how much are you selling your future for?