Now before I go any further, let me clarify something. I do not hate white people, not in the slightest. What I hate is what some of them have done and what they’ve been let to get away with even until now…
The world has failed Africa, but Africa has also failed itself. Why do I start like this? Let me elaborate….
Now before I go any further, let me clarify something. I do not hate white people, not in the slightest. What I hate is what some of them have done and what they’ve been let to get away with even until now…
The world has failed Africa, but Africa has also failed itself. Why do I start like this? Let me elaborate….
Now before I go any further, let me clarify something. I do not hate white people, not in the slightest. What I hate is what some of them have done and what they’ve been let to get away with even until now…
The world has failed Africa, but Africa has also failed itself. Why do I start like this? Let me elaborate….
Now before I go any further, let me clarify something. I do not hate white people, not in the slightest. What I hate is what some of them have done and what they’ve been let to get away with even until now…
The world has failed Africa, but Africa has also failed itself. Why do I start like this? Let me elaborate….
There are those in our society who take pleasure in killing the dreams and aspirations of others. Those that can’t bear to see others strive for something.
I am sad to say that I have come across these Murderers of Dreams. The ones that demotivate you to the point you feel like giving up.
I really don’t understand why anyone would find enjoyment in others misery.
Let me tell you my story….
I am a fan of music. I always listen to a song at least once before I come to a verdict on it, But there are some people, I have found are quick to judge a song just because of their assumption on its genre.
I listen to almost every genre off music. This is because music has been and always is my friend when the world fails me. Whether I’m happy, angry, sad, frustrated or disappointed. Whatever mood I am in, I can always find a song to match my mood.
Each day that passes, I miss you more. I long for those days you were still there. So dad, this letter is for you…
It’s been so long since you’ve been gone, but everyday the pain just gets greater and greater.
