The herdsmen smiled so sincerely and left. I guess they understood what they heard and comprehended it to be a joke, which is typical of a Normal Nice Man, who is ignorant of the hidden prayers of those individuals that asked them for a cow-- "for them to be generous one of these days." Before now, they have been told by a villager-- "Aboki givee mi one cow.... Na." The herdsmen were leading their cows through the main street of this serene village who were dissolved relatively in happiness and hardworkingness.
The herdsmen and villagers which are basically farmers got along well without the barbaric killing of your fellow human being. I can still remember how they purchase oranges still hanging from their dearly mother trees. They later harvested them and transported them to the opposite side of the basic cardinals of our home Nigeria, from the South.
I deliberately told my story towards the past because we are realistically going backward. Lets be human and forsake being inhuman.
#pray for Nigeria
