THE FRAME

Its been pity the way our society takes alone the merciless showing unto those who happen to be vulnerable. Vulnerability is a state of being weak, incapable for one to depend himself at almost all level of life. Many people today live a miserable life, not because they ask for it, some people might argue that, that's the way the nature choose for them. But some times the state of being vulnerable is just artificial. While nature make provisions of all livelihood some greed handlers make the supplies so scarce to suppresses people. Some may opine on the theory of scarcity and choice, which leads consumer to excessive market competition, and though market can be any place where a bargain take place between those that are willing to sacrifice a valuable for another. Life can be miserable without conscience and many people fall and became victim and can be vulnerable. In Africa, many children are being expose to many aspect of poverty, a continent that is characterize by excessive ...

I only see a man in my life that is widely celebrated and saluted, I rarely see any like MADIBA in this century. He displayed the parley of humility, modesty and good coverage of life. Mandela was extraordinary and his perception toward humanity freedom and social justice earn him a great respect even among his foes, he never complained for any gruesome habit shown to him by his jailor. For 27 years in Robins Island prison he never compromised his position as to give himself in for the occupiers yearnings and demands, that's want make him great. Many have yield, many have relinquished to evil, many have have surrendered, but to MADIBA it was No retreat no surrender. Africa will remain in mourning for long time, because the gap that this people's hero left, will not be bridge in a near future. Nelson Mandela was an example of good leadership and ICONIC stewardship which fulfilled the yearnings of his people, he does make me to remember some of our heroes, people like Sir Ahm...

Every picture can tell a million stories, but my picture is abstract, abstract in the sense that, the picture remain just portrayed in my heart, and that will remain scripted until eternity. When people remain strong and elevated in life, the question is the mother who nurse you through life has done much to make a great living being out of you. My mother is my best friend and hero, she work hard for my survival and when I went through puberty she make sure I was not tempted or derailed from the path of the light and truth. Every one's mother is his hero, our story may differ, but I believe it will derived the same root and arrived at the same spot. We were poorly brought up, with a sweat of a mother, who some time goes to bed with empty stomach just to make us safe and un-hungry, I can still remembered the several times she cried on her bed, because she was hungry, we ate the available supply, but having seeing us happy, she gleefully smile and pretend that everything was alrigh...