In a society where people take pride in justifying all sorts of wrongdoing and crime, is it surprising the predicament in which we find ourselves?
When crimes go unpunished...
On a continent where all sorts of crime gets shielded by the guise of tribe, ethnicity, religion, gender and politics, are we surprised at our marginal deficits in development, to say the least?
A spade ought to be called for what it is. To condone is the worse crime...🤐🤐🤐
I’m a writer, observer, and storyteller. This blog is my thinking space: a home for essays on culture, creativity, and the quiet (and loud) moments that shape our lives. Some pieces are reflective, some confrontational, all honest. Every now and then, you might find a short story… or maybe a poem… who knows? Even I don’t. Just my thoughts. Nothing personal.
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