He was from a poor home, a home so poor that poor people call them poor. Meat was for xmas and good clothes means 'okirika' from those hausa men at the garage.
They were farmers with two plots of land they inherited from their forefathers. To take the family to the next level, daddy sold his land and mummy sold her old clothes.
He left for Germany where he washed corpses, mowed lawns and cleared snow in the cold. Six years later he came home rich, on a celebration eve. As he was about to enter his father's poverty ridden home, he was shot by cultists and he died on the spot!
What is going on in Ikaland especially Agbor? Why the killings? What is causing these conflicts? When will Ika youths learn that a warrior is not known by those he has killed but by the lives he has changed? We dont need guns and blood, we need progress!!!
Thursday 22 January 2015
Gunshots And Blood On The Rugged Streets Of Agbor, Delta State.
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