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And There Was Light


And there was light.
Light when a cure for the pandemic is found.
Light when isolation no longer exists
Light when social distancing becomes a thing of the past.
Light when our normal returns to normal.
 
Light when our security forces did their jobs
Light when the police is actually our friend.
Light when the youths are employed
Light when vocations are promoted
Light when one million boys are rehabilitated
 
Light when you can move around at 6pm,
Without fear of your phone being snatched.
Light when you can sleep all night,
Without the noise of vigilantes whitsles
Light when our houses are not covered in soot
From burning tyres.
 
The dark is dark
We crave Light.

Written by Temilade Adu.
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  1. AlexMay 6, 2020 at 10:35 AM

    Let there be light

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  2. UnknownMay 10, 2020 at 2:26 PM

    And God said let there be light and there was light. Amen. The light of God will radiate immensely in our life, country and the whole world. Amen

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