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Before I Die [The Last Wish Of A Defiant Soul]

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I long for peace In doing it my own way. The way it suits me, the way I can live my life but a being somewhere who keeps deceiving us with freewill wants me to do it his own way and for defiance, my paths He fills with pain and struggles.

Okay. Where do I start writing from? Hmmm. I put down my ink on a piece of paper trying to write down my story, the good, the bad and ugly tales that have occurred since I embarked on this journey called life. It is a misery to live. I have written poems and scripts and prose- short stories, and the only thing that seems to be written is my will. To write my will before I die, I have to look for an auditor.

Pain clouds my judgment and I will out my grief. Reason sparks up my actions. Before I die, I wish to tell the world how partial God is. How he favours one mortal than the other. How some people do not make it after several trials while others ( the beloved ) make it at just one. Before I die by the cruel hands of the sovereign dictator, I wish to tell the world He is a tyrant. Though I may be judged by many but my words are YEAH and AMEN.

I long for peace In doing it my own way. The way it suits me, the way I can live my life but a being somewhere who keeps deceiving us with freewill wants me to do it his own way and for defiance, my paths He fills with pain and struggles.

It is not my will to fight God nor to disprove his supremacy. It is not in my will to start a new cult or sect with new religious beliefs about God. But it is in my will to tell the world that it is either God is a sadist or religion has made him look like one and man the object of his manchorism.

Before I die, I want to announce to the generation next that without money, you cannot live this world. Money buys everything including life and the man with little or no supply of it will forever be an unhappy man on earth. He would be left few or no friends. His roof will leak and his pillow will be stone. Before I die, I want them to know that my misery was caused partly by man and majorly by money. Before I die, I will for them to know that Paul lied in calling Money the root of all evil. I will for them to know that poverty is and money is the symbol of all that is good and light. I wish for them to know that a poor man will always be frustrated throughout the days of his life but the rich man never finds happiness wanting.

Before I die, they must also know that love is an illusion which few only make it a reality. That we do not find love when we seek it but it naturally comes to us when the time is right. Contradicting aye? Well, life it’s self is already a contradiction.

Before I die, I will for mankind to know that purity and morality has nothing to do with religion but with culture, society and the individual as to what maybe morally wrong to one maybe right to the other.

Before I die I wish for man to understand that immortality can only be achieved in death and that is after we have paid the full price for our actions here.

Before I die, I must recant some blunders I committed and apologies for relationships I mismanaged. It hurts deep right in the heart to make other people feel bad either by words or by actions.

I do not know if this is my valedictory speech but before I die, I must say it loud that fair is foul and foul is fair. To go to the yonder, man must be necessarily neat in the heart but unnecessarily in the flesh. Only men who are considered to be wise are truly worthy to be called intellectuals for intellectuality on it’s own is abnormality. You are not an intellectual until your intellect conceives things different from the standard which people have raised with time.

Before I die, I wish to will out my Library to the one whom sees values in books. The library that made a high schooler a bad ass writer. The youngest South Eastern Nigerian with the most number of screenplays. To whom ever that will place a percentage of value on it, the world will crumble at his feet and will rise at his own design.

Before I die, I wish to cry for Africa, the birth place of Divinity, culture, art, beauty. Before I die I will my burden for Africa to that one person who can write Africa out of bondage and white imperialism.

When I die do not cry. I have toiled my part. I have labored and God has denied my right. I am a living dead and a walking ghost. Weep not child when I die for I have spoken while I was alive and my voice will continue to linger even in the world Beyond.

When I die, I want the world to know I made it to this stage alone, defying every divine dictatorship. When I die I want to be remembered as a man of pain and sorrows who kept on trying till death. When I die, I want to be buried by my son and mourned by my wives and daughters.

This is not a legacy but my will. This Is how I want to die. This is how I  want to be remembered when I die.

The PHILOSOPHER                         

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