๐—” ๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—˜๐—ป๐—ด๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ ๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—จ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†?

The year 2020 will not end without me laughing irresistibly. I, therefore, understand that, naturally, human beings aren't perfect. They could be fallible, too. Why the worries? How are we using our highly educated "minds" to bring about sustainable development and promote national yet intellectual unity in our beloved country?

I'm not trying to sound judgmental but, dear brethren, this is not the time to display our sheer ignorance and uncivilized attitudes here and there. In the words of America's Maya Angelou, author of I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, โ€œWe allow our ignorance to prevail upon us and make us think we can survive alone, alone in patches, alone in groups, alone in races, even alone in genders.โ€

In a nutshell, the screenshot below speaks volumes to our common sense. Volumes because the message it conveys is, I feel, the expression of some people's heartfelt which, undoubtedly, should be discouraged.

Let's focus on what unites us. Stronger together, we are Wazobia, an icon of togetherness. Beaten by the sun, slapped by the rain, we'll continue to work, live, and grow in unison.

Lastly, while I stand to be corrected, I want to share this with you: In the beautiful and powerful poem below, Maya Angelou, the phenomenal woman, teaches us that we are all people, and so much more alike than different. Imagine the change we would see in the world if we all lived this simple truth. Enjoy the said poem:

๐—›๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜†

I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.

Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.

The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.

I've sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I've seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.

I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I've not seen any two
who really were the same.

Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.

We love and lose in China,
we weep on England's moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.

We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we're the same.

I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.

We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.

We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.

[Screenshot taken from Facebook]

Author of Les Larmes d'une Plume Esseulรฉe, Adamu is a multilingual speaker & an emerging poet-writer. He's passionate about journalism & literature.