This is in reference to the challenge organised by 
There was a king who lived in Kuvuki land. He always think about himself and really confident in his riches. He doesn't really "scatter abroad". He prefers to gather everything all in.
"He is a task master not a king" said Daramola.
"He wants to turn himself to a mini god" blurted Akindele.
"Why become a king and not have impact on your citizens" screamed Akeredolu.
He has never been someone who listens to anyone anyway. Everyone knows this.
On the 7th year of his reign, everyone gathered at the town square in protest and revolt against the "taskmaster" they called king.
Upon hearing the gatherings from his guards, he sent many guards to restore peace and order but they were turned back. He had to leave with the guards and go to the town square to listen to their grievances. He muttered to himself, "They could gather because they still have strength, i know what to do".
He got to the town square and as he was put down by the guards who bear him up the whole time on their shoulders, everyone shouted all sorts at him. Unknown to him, the guards were involved too. The chief guard shouted to the other guards: "Seize him!". They stripped him of his crown, his garments and as they were sending him away from the village, the chief guard said, "You don't repay evil with evil, rather we do more good to overcome evil". He finally shared this story:
"There was a man who never laughed, who never sing, who never danced or played. When one day he died, his insurance was denied because, they claimed since he never lived, then he never really died".
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