And its friday today 03/08/2018, here is Nigeria West African.
Its not just a word or poem and never call it a poetry, its a word of mimd. Most things we move or see around us might be different in real world, so we all need someone, we need something to triger our mind and open our hears to such around us.
Have we ever take a moment to see it, have we ever think on how we have being living without anybody asking us for a fee we walk, we breath, we laugh, we sleep and wake the next day, we do many things and yet we decide not to care about who give us the grace, who show us d love without any pay back but to look back and say thank you but prayer. A sincere thank you, not like that you say to your dad and still repeat your mistake. Let's try to be sincere with him and He(God) promise to multipt His grave for He our father...
