They got tables where cruelty is the price of getting a seat. Where stories are traded, not to heal, but for mockery. Where pain becomes a source of joy. Where empathy is seen as weakness.
Where kindness is mocked.
I will never sit there.
An intelligent man never lets the speed of others pressure him into a pace that sacrifices the quality of what he is building...
Move at your own pace my boy 🫂💐
Maybe in the near future, we might find out that FELA’s death was or might have been infiltrated by foreign bodies, but they just had to use the Nigerian government for the execution…