It always sit right when it comes to speaking about our forefathers and how things were perfectly done then, how we slept with the cool breeze and woke up with a fresh breeze in our nostrils. All these never cost a penny or two, it never made us higher or greater than our neighbors.
Apparently, the Emeka we see on the street today with wagging hairs and tattered clothes was either as a result of another Igbo brother who never gets the chance to offload his containers or even get himself a buyer for his clothes he bought years again.
It has always been an issue of envy and nutured jealousy prior to not getting work done and the other trying to give in to the stress that comes with hardwork and success.
Take me to the days where we all sat to eat together,not having to bother if the food was poisoned or not.
Take me to the days where we comfortably spoke our language with so much prestige and pride because we were never told we sounded in a funny way.
Taking a walk down memory lane, I take it to be that alot of changes we see now whether good or bad is as a result of what a man did or still doing. Things can never be like the old good days. We never paid to live a particular kind of lifestyle but today, society has made it to be that before you get a particular lifestyle, you have to meet up the society's preference and standard. You get to pay with your time,your original identify and the truth we once held on to.
Dogs are always going to keep barking because that is how they have been designed to function, Pigs will always love the slums because that is like the most comfortable place to stay but will humans always be seen acting like humans.
We have been made to love truly and deeply, to give and be given to, to protect each other,to save the lost and stand up for the truth. We are never going to see life rotating the way we want but we can always determine if it's going to change us.