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Do you know that somewhere in Africa lies a land as green as the most healthy 
pasture and as whitishly milky as the milk extracted from the cow served to the 
wealthiest royalty in the world

In this land,
Brains walk and rule
In this land,
Happiness is the dinner of every living soul
In this land,
Is culture so powerful that all ceremonies and festival are things of awe and wonder 
to visitors and nieghbours
In this land,
Is weather most conducive for the inhabitant, for hardly do the rains get too angry 
to disorganize their activities or the sun too wicked to make them unhappy
For this land,
God the maker brought out his special time to provide all necessities

But the inhabitant of the land does not appreciate the maker’s wonderful works
Ignoring all done for them 
Overlook the goodies in their land 
Just like the Israelites, very vulnerable to bad influence
Becoming sheep led to the sacrificial alter without protest
Leaving their nutritious milk, natural honey, dry land and brains for another to take, 
while embracing the sour milk, adulterated honey, dry land and dull brain of another
Forgetting tomorrow while banking on today

Oh the elders of the land!!!!! DIALOGUE!!!
Deliberate for the interest of the unborn children of the land
Pause For them for once!
Blame mosquito for the restlessness of the night and put an act as one
Remember! If the land is not watered, it will die, if the cow is not fed, milk will not 
flow and if brains are not appreciated and nurtured, it stays dormant.
"Put this caution in your mouth and eat it, for the thirst will make you remember."

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