Archive for August, 2013

WARNING ::: This is a Fictional tale

The last has not been heard from Nigerian representative at the recently concluded Big Brother Africa The Chase series, Beverly Osu, as she has reportedly threatened her in-house lover, Angelo, with juju.

This is coming on the heels of Angelo’s engagement to his girlfriend moments after the show ended. The heartborken Beverly got wind of this and has been in tears since last night, FNN sources tell us.

Our source was told that she became really angry and started making threats saying “Angelo! Angelo! Angeloo!!! How many times did I call you?? So you want to break my heart like this? NO! You can’t break a Nigerian girl’s heart and go scot free! Mbanu! I will go to the best juju man in Onitsha! I will tie you wife’s womb! You must love me again! If you won’t love me then no one else will have you!!!”

FML via FNN can also confirm that 2Shotz, her ‘alleged’ ex lover is making plans to be at the airport when she touches down. Just to laugh at her. Gov. Fashola of Lagos state has also asked that her flight be diverted to Kano Airport, after all the nonsense she said “about arranging girls for him” during the show.

Koye-Ladele Mogbekeloluwa: Random Thoughts on Ese Walter’s Affair With Pastor Biodun Fatoyinbo of COZA

I must start by saying this is not a response to Ms. Walter’s exposé of her short-lived affair with Pastor Biodun Fatoyinbo of COZA. What follows is a collection of random thoughts and beliefs, some of which I have held for years – and have now decided to share. You will find that not all of them are directly correlated to the situation Ms. Walter describes.

Let’s go:

1.    At their very best, Pastors are only MEN of God. There is no simpler way to convey this truth. Your Pastor, no matter how holy he behaves and how many times a day he says “God bless you”, is only a man. His ‘Pastoral calling’ does not grant him immunity to the temptations and fallings that befall other men. Guys, even Jesus was a man! (I Tim. 2: 5). He grew hungry, thirsty, and was equally tempted by the devil!

2.    We are ALL the anointed of God. The verse which says in part “…touch not my anointed, and do my Prophets no harm” is often quoted out of context. A while back I was reading about a Pastor who sexually molested a 2-year old, and someone in the comments section was taking everyone else to the cleaners – arguing that they were “touching God’s anointed”. Chimo! If you would make time to read I Chron. 16: 16-22, you would see that the phrase “my anointed” referred to the people of Israel! All of them, and now ALL OF US!

3.    It is okay to correct church leaders when they slip up. Yes! I said that, and I’ll say it again. Church leaders sometimes make mistakes, and it is totally okay to correct them – so long as it is done in love. Do you guys remember Peter? Remember how he became de-facto head of the church after Jesus’s ascension to heaven? Okay. Now do you remember Paul? Remember how he was travelling around persecuting Christians while Peter’s shadow was healing the sick (Acts 5: 12-16)? It might interest you to know that Paul corrected Peter “to his face” in Antioch “because he (Peter) was clearly in the wrong”. (Gal. 2: 11-21, NIV). It might also interest you to know Jesus regularly corrected the Pharisees and Sadducees (leaders of the religious institution of the time) in public.

4.    A man who does not answer to any higher authority is a disaster waiting to happen. When female friends call to tell me they are entering into ‘maritally-intended’ relationships, I often ask them if their partners have mentors or people they hold in high esteem. (Males rarely call to ‘announce’). Times come when men make mistakes (some of them honest and sincere), and their families need to cry for outside help as a last resort. Woe betide her who marries a man without mentors/role models/father figures in his life. No man is reasonable 100% of the time. Accountability is important! Very important!

5.    If you ever need to ‘report’ your Pastor, ‘report’ him to his mentor – not to his protégés. In I. Peter 5: 5, young men are exhorted to submit to those who are older. Spiritual authority is taken very seriously amongst Pastors and their protégés, and it is foolhardy to expect a protégé to correct his ‘Senior Pastor’. If you ever run into an issue with your Pastor that needs to be discussed with a third party – find his mentor; not a subordinate!

6.    We need to help our Pastors, not worship them! I have been to churches where members fawned over their pastors, seeming to worship the ground they walked on. Kai! That is idolatry o! We should respect our Pastors and leaders, but NOT WORSHIP THEM! I have heard testimonies where people gave thanks to “Papa”, blessed “Papa” for interpreting their dreams and praying for them, and asked the congregation to rise and clap their hands for “Papa”. Ewe! Guys!! What is the place of God in all that when you ascribe all the glory to “Papa”?

Pastors and leaders need help o! My one year as General Secretary (I was not even a Pastor o) of OAU’s University Joint Christian Mission (UJCM) was one of my toughest! Believe me when I say I experienced temptation in a new dimension entirely – and ask Busola or P Soj for details if you don’t. I could only wonder what people like Pastors Olumide and Kolapo, and fine-boy Pastors like Ayotunde Ilesanmi of CASOR were facing on a daily basis.

If Pastor asks you to come to the hotel, do him a favor and DON’T GO! If he asks you to sit on his laps, kick off your shoes and run!! If he asks you to wait behind after two or three consecutive services for extra counselling, tell him you prefer to speak to his wife!!! Help Pastor!!!

7.    You MUST know God for yourself! This is the most important of all these thoughts, and I have saved it for last. One of the greatest things that happened to Christianity was the ‘democratization’ of the Bible. Read your Bible, and get to know YOUR God for YOURself! When we stand before God, we will all stand by ourselves for ourselves! There will be no singing and dancing “awa egbe COZA, aa de!” No! Pastor will not be able to say something in your defense on that day!

A number of ‘commenters’ on Ms. Walter’s post have asked her to take it down because it might hurt other people’s belief in God. Frankly, this is balderdash. I understand that we hold some men in higher esteem than others, but if your belief in God can be hurt by your Pastors shortcomings, then maybe you need to lose this ‘belief’ and rediscover God for yourself.

Draw near to God, and He will draw near to you!

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Pst Chris Delvan Gwamna

Pst Chris Delvan Gwamna


When you mention names like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Larry Bird, Wilt Chamberlain, Michael Jordan, Shaquile O’Neal, look closely there could have been a Christopher among the 50 Greatest Players in the history of NBA. Sadly Christopher didn’t get to the list; truth is he didn’t even get to play in the NBA. Fast forward twenty years after, Christopher now Pastor Chris Delvan shares in his compelling sermon on the 5th of June at TWB, on how cigarette smoking took away his basket ball dream, and how drugs took away his music dream. An addiction can be fun in the immediate, but could be cost you something vital in the long run?

Chris had a noble dream as a teenager to play for the NBA, which was his ticket to live the life of his dreams, but he smoked twice as much cigarettes, as he worked hard to improve his basketball skills. One day a sudden opportunity came when the NBA team came by his neighbourhood in Kaduna to select players. Everyone knew Christopher was an exceptional player and would definitely make the list. But one thing Christopher and his teammates didn’t know was that his lungs had degenerated terribly. He attempted to run, but couldn’t.  He was often exasperated, wheezing uncontrollably and coughing hysterically. “Maybe he was just tired” his coach thought. But Christopher knew this was pay day; his tiredness was a symptom of damaged lungs, it was the culmination of years of smoking a pack of cigarettes a day. He finally quit cigarettes, but sadly only after he had quit his dreams. 

In his narrative, Pastor Chris Delvan said, life can hardly exist in a vacuum, we are constantly under certain influences and our urge for props, stuff, adventure, substances, alcohol, among others is ever present. Our generation is one at risk to be an addict generation; there is no shortage of options to get hooked on; some people are at the point where they are unconsciously developing one addiction, some are currently grappling with one, while some are struggling to get out of one.

It can be difficult battling addiction, as often we relapse and our resolve to fight dissolves, leading us to relinquish and settle into a life of slavery that addiction offers.  Our entertainment lacks no creativity to churn out episodes of interesting soap operas and sitcom that engages us to the point of redundancy; sooner or later we are hooked. Some are hooked to sugar, other substances, some adventure, some success, some binge, sex and pornography. But none of these satisfies; they only provide momentary pleasure and relief, not long after we indulge our thirst for more returns. Truth is, not all addictions are sinful, but most are costly. Unfortunately most of the addictions in life take something away from us. They cost us our dreams, health, relationships, careers and even life.

Every human thirst for stuff is an expression of an innate desire to connect with our Father. Christ offers a different kind of addiction; He is the only addiction that adds to you. In Christ we find the addiction to end all addiction, one that truly satisfies, saves and replenishes. in John 4; 14 “But the water I give them takes away thirst altogether. It becomes a perpetual spring within them, giving them eternal life.” The longing to quench our dry soul can be powerful. In Rev 22:17 says “If you are thirsty, come! If you want life-giving water come and take it. It’s free.” Each of us is now a part of his resurrection body, refreshed and sustained at one fountain-his Spirit-where we all come to drink- 1 Cor 12:13.

Wouldn’t you check out his offer?

Pastor Tunde Bakare CPC Vice Presidential Candidate in 2011

Pastor Tunde Bakare CPC Vice Presidential Candidate in 2011

The Running mate to Maj Gen Muhamadu Buhari in the 2011 Presidential election, Pastor Tunde Bakare has opened up on the newly formed All progressive Congress (APC), in an interview. He said that the APC is not a Party to parlee with in the 2015 elections. That the crop of people that make up the party, lack integrity and are looters of public funds.

Here is an Extract from the interview

QUESTION: So, you are not sure if you will participate in the 2015 elections?

BAKARE: With who? The collection of rogues, right, left and central?

QUESTION: Even with the progressives?

BAKARE: Who are the progressives in Nigeria; mention their names? Are you persuaded that they are progressives,
progressive where, taking you where?

QUESTION: The progressives who formed the All Progressive Congress (APC).

BAKARE: If the devil becomes a pastor, Nigerians will attend his church, because they don’t know the true church and they cannot distinguish it from the synagogue of satan. Some of these governors are far richer than their states, because they are looting their states dry. I read in the newspaper that former of Lagos State, Bola Tinubu do not own Oriental Hotel, Shoprite and others. Who is interested in this in a decent society? Something is wrong.

And indeed we at The Freemans Lounge do believe Something is definitely wrong somewhere.


Where do we begin from?

To the colonizers and the armed merchants before them, who overthrew our way of life with the force of arms; we may not have been more than just the people who live in the area around the River Niger.

To Lugard and his Mistress, we may not have been much more than the people of the Niger River Area [from which they derived the name Nigeria].

And to the political elites of the independence struggle, we may not have been on the eve of flag independence more than a ‘mere geographical expression’ [albeit one which some of them, proffessing progressive orientation said they were determined to transform into a real multinational nation].

And to the successor treasury looting and light fingered political [in particular], and ruling [in general] elite of the past 3 three decades; we may still be a disparage alignment of fractious ethnicities and religious sects.

And just before we go on; why did we make reference to the past three decades? Because the dominant gladiators of our nation, rampaging like traumatized elephants in a china shop all over our political and socio-economic space over the last three decades have been same personalities, families or lineages!

But in spite of the ineptitude and glutinous greed of our ruling class combined with the conspiracies of our international distractors; We The People, we who fought the military to a standstill and forced them back into their barracks; We, the foot soldiers, organisers and mobilisers of the June 12 struggle and more recently the January 2012 Uprising; We, the People of Nigeria, united by our shared experience of poverty, suffering, joblessness, homelessness, and exploitation by native and foreign taskmasters; We, the People of Nigeria, forged in the furnace of our common struggles for daily survival as well as for long term social justice; shaped by our common experience of the Civil War, and the insurgencies that have dotted our land since then;

We The Ordinary People of Nigeria, who have always struggled to assert our citizenship; We know for a fact that we are more than a collection of fractious ethnicities and religious sects.

We have and are in the process of becoming the same people, strengthened by their diversity, propelled by our shared adversity, boosted by our ingenuity, and thrust forward by our common humanity.

We are one people, diverse, and united. We are one people, held down by a small minded elite; held back by a world rigged against our emergence.
We are one people.

We the Ordinary People of Nigeria, we are the only ones who truly believe in this country; and it is because of us, our united suffering, our united struggles, our common hope, that this nation continues to exist.

It is only us, who can truly emancipate ourselves and liberate our nation and people. Yes Only Us.

Let us get our acts together, gird our loins, take our destiny into our own hand, and Take Back Nigeria.
We are the people.

Rev. Chris Okotie

Rev. Chris Okotie

Perennial presidential candidate and flamboyant Lagos pastor, Rev Chris (or is it Kris?) Okotie is in the news again, and in many ways, surprisingly early, considering the fact that the next elections is still two years away, and when we sort of expect Rev Okotie to once again announce to us that he wants to be the next president of Nigeria.

A few months ago, we were treated to the spectacle of a court case involving the senior pastor of the Household of God Church and his former pianist who had sued him for not paying millions in fees despite serving the church for years.

However, Rev Okotie is in the news because of a stirring article he wrote in The Scoop where he raged on about the state of insecurity in the country, specifically the rising spate of kidnapping.

He gave examples of prominent kidnapping cases such as those of elder statesman, Alhaji Shettima Ali Monguno in Maiduguri earlier this year, and of the mother of the Minister of Finance, Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala, Prof Kanene Okonjo who is also the Queen of Ogwashi-Uku in Delta late last year.

However, he reserved his most virulent rage for the government of the day, who let’s face it, have the constitutional mandate to secure the lives and properties of Nigerians:

“We are fast approaching a stage where well-meaning Nigerians must make the affirmation that if the law cannot defend us, we must defend the law; otherwise social miscreants who have taken up arms against the republic may soon push us into the proverbial ‘state of nature’ described in Thomas Hobbes’ monumental book , Leviathan. Our defence of the law must begin with holding to account the custodians of our political mandate and those we entrust with the enforcement of law and order. If they cannot guarantee the protection of the citizenry despite having a legitimate control of the instrument of coercion, they become culpable and not deserving of the exercise of our mandate. The honourable next course of action for them is to quit the stage before this escalating reign of terror overwhelms us completely “

He also expressed his displeasure at the undeclared but again, obvious ambition of President Goodluck Jonathan to run for a second term “after barely entering the midpoint of his first term”, in Okotie’s words, too early in his opinion.

It is left to see if Okotie’s words can pack a punch in terms of real impact, as it is undeniable that his integrity has taken a battering after not once, or twice, but thrice declaring he had been ordained by God as Nigeria’s next president and ending up not even near the front runners at the ballot.

His search for relevance as the 2015 elections approach becomes more of a wasted effort when you factor in the fact that his darling Fresh Democratic Party (FDP) has been struck off the register by the Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC).

Maybe, just maybe he plans to joining the ‘mega-party-in-formation’, the All Progressives’ Congress (APC).

We are waiting and watching.

I just dusted up my brain, so I could get back to my old habit of writing one Poem a day, but instead of writing new poems, I found my self rewriting the works of other great Poets. The most stunning and breathtaking was “The Square Root of Three, by David Feinberg”.

I most commend how he creatively combined Mathematics into his works to push forth a Pretty Baby like this Poem.

As you read it, allow the words sink deep into your brain and caress your senses. Let there be an intimate relationship between your mind and the spirits of this stunning work of art. Thereby you can give birth to sweet sensations that can outlive your body and create a ripple effect on your life in relation with Love.


The Square Root of Three {3}

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

A three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath a vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
With just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When, arc! Just what is this I see,
Another square root of a three

Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed.

I look up to God alone

I look up to God alone

This Morning, in a Conversation with God, I told Him I was disappointed in myself and in People and He said “Son, To be Disappointed in yourself and People means, you have been laying your trust in the wrong place “trust in Me and you will never be disappointed”.

Now this got me thinking of several ways, events, opportunities, Tests, Relationships, situations and Voyages that I would have simply trusted God but, I failed because I was trusting the Creation instead of the Creator. I laid my reliance on vain things and what did I get? Vain Glory; that’s right, “Vanity upon Vanity”.

But, The Conversations with Elohim these has being helping me see my wrong. He at one point asked me, “Son, how do you expect to graduate with a 1st Class degree when you rely on a Primary 5 Pupil to tutor you?” Then he refered me back to my Devotion Scripture for the Day, (Luke 6) but He hammered on Verse 40 of that Chapter (Please do read from the Amplified or The Message or The Living Bible Versions).

Am still awe struck at the illumination that greeted my senses this morning. I have been robbing myself of so many great blessings and I am the sole architect of my own Haunted Villa. I would have trusted in Him alone not even on myself. I only wish I knew this back then: wait a minute, hmmmm, I think I knew this, but was to afraid to trust in God solely. Maybe because, I grew up with the Proverb “Never put all you eggs in one Basket” ringing in my brain like a fire Alarm. But today my Mindset has been remodelled, I now know I can put all my eggs in one Big Basket Provided the Basket is God’s and Elohim will carry the Basket. I am certain that he loves me too much to mishandle my eggs. I am sure he will even go as far as underlaying the basket with Foam and Cushions so that my eggs can be warm and comfortable untill the hatch into Eagles.

Beloved I want to urge you to take a look at your life and see how well you have faultered in your Trust. I assure you, as long as you still trust in your ability or that of people, pretty soon Tragedy will come knock on your door and you will eventually panic and pee in your pants till you die.

You want to live long? Trust in God
You want to be successful? Rely on Him alone.

Though it may tarry but the vision is for an appointed time, it will not decieve or disappoint.


Charly Boy

Charly Boy

He is popularly known for his Music and addiction to the biker lifestyle, He is the Son of one of Nigeria’s most revered Justices, He is a Grand father, yet he has a Wardrobe full of Jeans (a cool Grand Dad). He is Charles Oputa A.K.A Charly Boy. Today he has decided to admonish the Nigerian Youth with this thought provoking and challenging write up; enjoy and be inspired.

One of the many things God blessed me with, would be the ability to go to sleep at will even if my house is on fire. I consider that as a gift because, this environment has murdered sleep for most Nigerians. How can we sleep when things are all falling apart around us? It saddens my heart to see the appalling state of our nation and the quick progressive decline in the quality of governance and the management of the polity. Naija as it were has gone to the dogs and really, it’s only a matter of time before shit finally hits the fan. Because, we must hit rock-bottom before we can start to think of a Nigeria that is workable.

I have noticed lately that I am fast losing my gift, being able to fall asleep at will. It’s no longer happening for me like it use to. Thank God, I haven’t gotten to the point of popping different kinds of pills to be able to get some sleep. These days, I seem so consumed with the thoughts of how all of these injustices, poor leadership, the frustration, hopelessness, and despair amongst young Nigerians will all be resolved. How much longer can we all go on as if all is well.  The situations as appalling as they are reminds me of Asa’s song, “There is Fire on the Mountain, and no one seems to be on the Run” How much longer will it take our leaders to realise that they are sitting on a time Bomb. How much longer will it take the few good men and exceptional Nigerian youth to stop hiding under the bed, while the vile, the fraud, the gangsters, the 419ers, the thieves take over the polity?

Yesooooooo, we are all guilty, guilty of inaction, guilty of procrastination, guilty of being scared by our own shadow. Yet, we complain, talking bla bla bla all over the place and doing nothing. That is why the youth of this country are taken for granted. Look at how our once strong and vibrant youths have grown powerless, and have even become willing instrument and tools in the hands of vile and wicked politicians. Our young people have been so battered physically that, they have lost the urgency to protest. How can they not know that the consequences of corruption, wasting of resources and stealing affect them, the youth more than anyone else? They have not realized yet that they are the ones who can’t go to school, and that most of their parents have been impoverished by this shit-system, and for the millions who graduate from the university, half baked; where are the jobs? Unreliable statistics say that about 28million young people are unemployed and about 5million join annually as the army of the unemployed youth grows, drugs, violence, despair and hopelessness have become a permanent fixtures in the lives of our dear youth. This is the Nigeria of today. A country so endowed, yet 60 percent of Nigerians are living below 1dollar/ 25cents a day. What a shame, what business has my country with poverty? How far, great Nigerian youths?

 The old foxes, old fraudsters, many of those who had been in leadership position in the past, wrote this tragic script, they are still very much around, jostling for position and power. Most annoying is when they pay lip services saying, “the future belongs to the youth”, which youth? The one they cloned, or the ones yet unborn. Because all these old foxes that should be put to pasture are still dragging it with the young people not ready to quit the stage, unless they die there. They have become deaf, dumb and blind to the pains and sufferings of ordinary Nigerians.  The criminal nature of most of our leaders is what has given impetus to criminal gangs, kidnappers, militants, terrorists, money doublers, gangsters who prey on innocent citizens as effectively as the yahoo yahoo leaders’ prey on Nigerians. Nigeria has become their slot machine. This is how they have weakened our youth, because even the leaders so far, lack creativity. All they have produced for the past 38yrs is mediocrity. The youth cannot make good decisions and hence can’t make good leadership, double wahala. These are the kind of leaders our youth emulate, being schooled in the arts of making it by all means even if they have to sell their mothers. Most of these yahoo leaders are getting rich at the expense of the masses and Naija youth. What can they produce, except buy houses, cars, posting their new acquired jet planes on Facebook and all over the social media, keeping billions in bank accounts, while the youths and the masses suffer and the environment remains in shambles? How far great Nigerian youth?

 I can feel the growing resentment the masses have towards the leadership, it is ‘us’ against them. The youth may seem not ready for a revolution, but the one thing they have in common that cuts across ethnic and religious differences is a genuine yearning for Change through a revolution. A revolution that will see the end of this rampart injustices and authority stealing that has left us poor and hopeless. They also want to see how the mighty and the once untouchables, those responsible for bringing Nigeria to its knees face the music if possible with their blood. The youth obviously don’t believe in Nigeria anymore, even the unbelievers know we can no longer carry on like this.  People argue that the youth are not capable of retrieving their stolen future ever again. Just like we never believed that a Nigerian for whatever reason could strap himself with bombs and blow himself up. When Boko Haram started, many including myself believed that all who were involved must have been fanatics from neighbouring countries. Loh and behold, they were many Nigerian youth involved. For them, it was better than dying like a chicken. What about the naija guy who failed to blow himself and the plane up, in far away America? The army of desperate youth is growing, not to talk of the kind of arms that have come into this country; God help us. For those who still think that the Nigerian youth are too disorganized and weak to confront these demons, I say, it’s possible. They have a common enemy, namely; hunger, poverty, hopelessness, frustration and a strong satanic hatred for our leaders and elites. You may be asking yourself who will lead this inevitable revolt. For many youth, the power is in their hands right now as you read this; the instrument of mobilization and you know what? It has started.

As humans, we communicate by expressing our feelings, our thoughts based on how we perceive certain situations. Most of the youth have become aware of the problem affecting them, most of them live on the social media highway to while away their time since millions of them are out of jobs or poses the faintest idea on what else to do. They are stranded, and most pitiful is that nobody cares. This is where young people fellowship now to escape from the brutality of a harsh environment caused by those “bigger “than Nigeria. Once people become aware of a common need or problem through interaction and discussion, it is easier for them to create a mobilizing strategy towards a common goal. From the bush, the house, in the car, or even from across the seas, the exceptional ones will control millions through the social highway networks. I can feel the rage, the anger and the strong satanic hatred for our kleptomaniac leaders. I pray for the seemly fragile, deflated Nigerian youth, the victims of bad and selfish leadership. Young Nigerians; no matter where they are from, all face the same sad and evil reality created and perfected by a common enemy. We all know the problem of Nigeria; they say a country deserves the kind of leadership it gets, hmmmmm… Nigerian youth… how far?

 Where are the exceptional youth who will remedy us from this hopeless situation? If it’s not road accidents because of bad roads, it is incessant strikes because government still has not lived up to its promise to inspire the teachers. However, their children are all abroad while ours study with candle light and kerosene lamps in a country capable of providing power for all. Inflation is tearing families apart and causing parents to abandon their duties. Haba, the iniquities are just too much to recount, it’s not fair in the eyes of God. As these yahoo yahoo people continue to rob us of our lives and future, ironically they are facilitating this revolution. When the chips are down, the youth will no longer think on religious lines or ethnic differences; they will be so filled with hatred, vengeance and anger. They will vent this on all those who have brought them sorrow, tears and a bleak future. There will be a spark as young people pour out on the streets hunting for their enemies and serving them a dose of mob justice. The time and how, I know not. But yes, it is boiling over; the handwriting is not only on the walls but on the faces of the angry youths I see on a daily basis. Nigerian youth… how far? na una hand Nigeria dey. Beat the drum for change and a better life. Let’s stop blaming our leaders and elders. If they have failed us, we can’t afford to fail ourselves. Let us use our strength to cut off corruption in this land. Make una no fall my hand…

Na Charlyboy D Areafada dey yarn

So the question on the show today was “if you had 7 hours to live, what would you do with it?”

So many answers some were deep while some Stood out.

We also played “7seconds” by Youssou N’dour and Neneh Cherry

Also Boogey’s “5am in Lagos” came on air.

Then we wrapped up the show with Timi Dakolo’s “Heaven Please” featuring MI

Listen and Download the Podcast here