joshua
Today marks exactly one year, i got my LETTER OF DISENGAGEMENT from Kogi State Internal Revenue Service (KGIRS) orchestrated and signed by a high ranking Commissioner.
What was the offence?
That i called out a Government i supported for not sharing the palliative meant for the people.
That i told them the opposite of palliative is aggravation and when you refuse giving the people what belongs to them, you aggravate them.
Oh yes! Same people wants the Sóró Sókè generation to vote for them for the highly exalted position of President.
People who CANNOT take criticism in the right direction.
People who wallows in mediocrity and always wants to be praised for doing less or NOTHING. Is Nigeria this battered for every dick and harry to seek to preside?
365 days after thier disengagement premised on the allegation of me instigating the general public against them, i checked back and all i can do is count my blessings and name them one by one. It is massive what is doing.
In the midst of the nagging challenges i found out that WET WOOD STILL BURNS.
God never forsake His own especially when you stand right even in Sodom and Gomorrah He always comes through.
Have they gotten any better?
How will they?
How can they?
I may not be where i want to be, but am not where i used to be because i also got great joy where i am due to the sole fact i don’t get to defend nonsense and senseless Government ineptitude and mediocrity. It was such a regretful thing to do.
The process of getting better life is still on..
Life was never meant to be static. I keep moving unto victory.
Though beaten, battered, betrayed yet getting better by the grace of God.
Will this end without saying a word of gratitude to all who stepped in for me?
God always plant helpers for His own on a special journey. Great destinies are meant to be tried as gold is tried in the furnace to become gold.
On this i say a very very big thank you to all who where available and still lend that helping hands and i say a big big thank you.
To those who screenshot, orchestrated, and signed even after efforts from several quarters be rightly informed that the seed you sown is growing fast to bear fruits in your life.
It’s a sour fruit you will eat of it soon.
Let me notify you through this that… WET WOOD STILL BURNS. You couldn’t and can never put off my fire. Tell this to your Principal that WET WOOD STILL BURNS.
NA GOD!
BY GOD FOR HUMANITY
Macjosh2021✍️
