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Monday, October 1, 2018

The graduation speech that I never released!!!



It has been a hell of a year culminating in a hell couple of weeks of incessant flights and trains. Running from one end to another to meet various events. Gracefully, I have been certified to practice in the United Kingdom, also awarded a Master’s degree in Public Health from the School of Health and Related Research in University of Sheffield. The University that drills into the mind and develops it, teaching you not to scheme the surface but be as critical as ever. It has been a journey of joy, pain, sleepless nights, long days and unending hours of reflection. The glourios bit is it all ended well, not because of all these, which I have been conferred with but because of the people I represent and inspire. From the little town of Oko-kingdom, off the banks of the prominent river Niger that marks my nation Nigeria. To the little council area of Angwar- Sunday, Sabon-Tasha where I was born and brought up, to Queency International school Kaduna, followed by the mixed military Command Secondary School kaduna and all the way to my medical college Madonna University Teaching Hospital. I did this for all of you who share these origins, for we know the very struggle we have been through. The joy of putting all those names out to the world has just begun because I will take you all places, so long as it pleases my

I am a youthful Nigerian!


Our voice so soft but true

We are so great yet so low

We are said to be free but bound by our own

We glow so bright when free from this bond

Not for any reason but the fire ignited in us by the mother land

How long shall we wait to see our true potentials put to work

It is time to stir the waters

Time to change the status quo

Time to be Younited

We must find the courage and resilience

We ought to put aside those things that have been sold to divide us

They are afraid of our Younited power, hence will do anything to ensure we remain divided

From North to south, East to west the same story of bondage by cabals

Now they are back again like the chameleon adapting to our environment

once they win, we see their true colour.