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An old and tired man says; say what you will and the world will remain the same – I met it so and I guess I will leave it so. A look at the sky, another at the earth – bear witness, if you will! A world molded by deed of words will indeed be transformed by words. A ghetto child not fed by his dream, a desolate woman starving mouths to feed; a young girl sells dignity for food – soul buried in needs. Wars fought by peaceful men urged and used by deceitful men, nations built on corpses and blood –    truth pushed beyond our reach. Hushed voices speak within. Eyes quick turned to the left. Voices silenced by greed – bedraggle consciences rule our lives. The truth beckons, what will you become? Will you let no one choice your path? Speak and wrench the earth from waste. Speak woman, speak child; speak on your way to the grave and leave nothing left unsaid. © Jude ifeme

The way to success is like a winding road riddled with potholes and stumps, some soon learn to safely avoid them after a few falls, while others lay where the have been tripped, or simply go back to the life they find easy to navigate. In pursuit of our dreams we are meant to encounter these obstacles, which, individually, would seem like the definitions of the end of our endeavours but are in reality meant to usher in a new phase. We give up because there seem to be no end in sight, we give up because people ridicule our efforts and make us feel we are not good enough for our aspirations. Or may be even because inspirations have worn and we've gone lethargic, but the darkest hour, they say, is before dawn. Do you realise how close you were to your breakthrough before you gave up your last pursuit? If you did you'd never forgive yourself. For every successful man or woman you see out there a price was paid, battles were fought and won. Some even still have the war going on ...