REPORIENTATION #124

Oh my, what a loss!

Dirge is what fills the air as we bid our values farewell at death at a tender age after a long period of illness in the wee hour of this century.


All I wake to see are scary devils in skirts and pairs of trousers in the society. Ladies exalting insanity on the streets, walking around the world naked, maybe to attract fellow mentally disordered men. 


Rape is has become contagious just as scarlet fever; it is raiding house to house. Boys wear rags as their best clothes and are worshipped.


The world that has been my home for decades seems like a new place I have never stepped on. 

Things forbidden in the past are now very fashionable. 


Sex is offered without a price; pregnancies labelled "unwanted" dozens of years ago is now GUCCI products everyone wants to carry for show off. It is far from being laughable when a lady changes partner like clothes yet parading herself on the street without a pinch of shame even when none left without a shot on target.


I shake my head without an end when smokers begin to form coalitions and thieves form associations. Cultists no longer hide their identity, they storm the earth in convoy. 

I will surely mention the incessant increase in crime rate in our corner of the world, it is very evident that our values have been assasinated. 


There is no time like the present to reincarnate our values and live right.


...and for a better Nigeria, I will value our values!


# THE REORIENTATORS

✓ 124


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