David, The Nigerian Atlas.

 I have always been in pains as far back as I can remember, my pains and regrets always in me and I in it. Only now, my pains and regrets are no more intangible but also physical like you and me, taking a hold of me and I of them. She the source of my pain still follows me, Nigeria still follows me.

God worked, You worked, I worked, I am and will always be grateful for these works. My only regret now is allowing God to work through you. My goal always was plain and clear and I knew and understood in time I was getting there. But in allowing God to work through you I lost my self-worth in the eyes of Eves which you always was too blind to see. Only regrets remain, wishes that I can undo these works. No matter how sweet the fruit now, that maybe I never should have accepted it. Only thing then I know to do, is pay it forward and rid my myself of these pains and regrets, and until then and always, remember even though we all worked, you all are living my dream and in my dream, because I dreamt and sowed this seeds. But as the preacher said, the poor man, who remembers him and his wisdom?

 When truth become lies, family and the ones you called family ceases to exist. When the threads of kinship and brotherhood are broken, is it worth the price and effort, tell me, tell us, she who wore the devil's garb. She who wore the devil's garb and painted the sheep black, forgetting the shepherd knows his sheep, whether at night time or painted black. When manipulations and injustice arise, do you stand firm or do you close your eyes and sink your head in the sand like ostriches of old. When we close ours eyes to injustice and the truth what remains of our humanity. Take heed, he who stands with the truth stands alone and the ones he called family are all gone, are you strong enough. Take heed because all that remains is pain, gratitude, contemplation and resolve. When the ones you called family are gone, bury me in a foreign land with my tears and the truth, so that I may finally be free from she the source of my pain and her people and the ones I once called family.