Three decades and half have I been roaming this planet, grateful to have survived the last horrible days in my country. No bullet wounds, just a few scratch, no arrests not police frame up post the massacring of peaceful protests. They say he who fights and run away, lives to fight another day; the song of the valiant!
Life has been a rollercoaster 🎢, but that made us stronger, it’s been a bitch, that made us resilient. Not many have been fortunate to see today, you escaped the Military bullets, only to be shot on the street by raging police and nobody to challenge them. The deaths after the toll massacre had made me realized that life isn’t bad, i just found myself on the evil side of it!
Happy birthday to me and to all October born, both the dead and survivors like me around Africa, going through different turmoils and killing rampages: In Congo DR, In Nigeria, in Angola and in Cameroon. I hoped you all lived to tell the tales, bless you and love you all!