You are divine being.

May God__ grace abound to you for every good work.

Now it__ clear to me, I haven__ understood as well as I should, the cracks on the ground we stood. A blast ignited through ballot boxes by the choices of unsuspecting and innocent Nigerians has rippled across the country and has torn the curtain open to set the stage for these cracks to grow into magnified quakes now swallowing us up._ - Dami K.

Our route had now obviously been completely blotted out and here I reckoned less of our chances of survival. We__e like a voyage ship veered off course by a ruthless storm now left with no radar or compass. Ours is a sorry tale of an unpredictable adventure. One moment it seem like we__e going home to mama__ warm embrace and tears of joy, the next moment we feel helplessly immersed in the blackness of hopelessness._ - Dami K.

Talent without money, coach, vision and mission is a piteous adventure.

Victor spread his hands and beamed. __here__ a truckload of supplies sitting on a dock in Madera. We got food, medicine, and machines ready to roll. All we need is a pigheaded truck driver with giant cojones and no brains to ram the stuff past the blockade and save the day._ The pilot leaned back and put his hands behind his head. __aturally, I thought of Abel Yeager.