Can't you see?
Our society is littered with decayed mindsets? Cant you see our society is wearing down with harden hearts, she's comply with nurture? Can't you see them? The: angry, depressed, frustrated, selfish, domineering, unlovable, shattered, insecure, bittered, mediocre, dejected and unguided hearts the carelessness of a previous generation has infused on our society to nurture?
Our society is in a great dilemma, encumbered with a sad responsibility to heal a wound birthed out of a careless offspring. Cracking her brain daily to sort answers to the menace that has befallen her.
Just when she thought, yes! This is it! She discovered another offspring of decayed mindsets, inflecting more agony compared to the previous offspring. What could be the cause? She thought silently on her bed with unspeakable pain eating deeply into her heart. She wakes up daily to the unpleasant sounds of tension and unrest these offspring produce.
What has gone wrong? She summoned a counsel of the aged, knowledgeable and wise, there must be a way out, she cried out loud! But where do we begin? Was the voice of their gaze, with no iota of word from their firmed lips. Think! She angrily hit the table.
So, what's our foundation story? Was a voice from the third row. Lets begin from there. In agreement they got to work; all heads bowed and fingers busy tracing the roots that leads to her foundation story.
Yes! I found it, our foundation is faulty, and lots of ingredients are missing! Another voice shouted, from the back, oh! no! We've miss it. We passed a decayed mindset to our offspring.
Ah! We've denied them our air time, pushing them to be fed of the devil himself, they've eaten from the plate of mischief and drank from the cup of distress.
Addicted to cohort, conflict and unrest their daily motto, and sending their fellow men to early sleep without any remorse. Cant you see? They are dead to conscience.
Chasing after shadows, longing to gain possession of vanity at all cost, no fear for the supreme, and they operate like Lucifer.
Oh! She cried out loud, not able to fight back her tears, enough!! Enough!!!
What's the way out she cried out again with a weak voice, we can't continue like this a knowledgeable man answered; we can send them behind bars.
No! We can report them to their manufacturer instead, he knows how to handle them best.
A wise one, Frederick Douglas said; it is easier to build strong children than to repair broken adults. Sad truth, the first unit of our society (family) has hang her responsibility on the neck of the western curriculum, exposing her offspring to feast at the palace of their devourer.
Repairing the matured offspring is a possibility that might not be possible in a jiffy, aged one is right, we can lodge a complaint with their manufacturer. They have got to undergo a mind surgery.
Menace, tension and unrest would not die until the first unit of the society gets intentional, hangs on her primary responsibility and contend to catch and nurture their offspring early before their devourer gets hold of them.
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Naomi ifejuola oloruntimilehin ✍️
Lord guide them
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