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What is despised By humans May be truly signficant By nature What is esteemed By humans May be truly despicable By nature What is fashionable By humans May be truly outdated By nature What is priced By humans May be really invaluable By nature What is nought By humans May be really something By nature What is dated By humans May be really current By nature What is problematic  By humans May be truly fortunate By nature What is nutrition By humans May be truly poison By nature What is funny By humans May be truly serious By nature What is loved  By humans May be really loathsome By nature  What is popular  By humans May be really base By nature What is deemed waste By humans May be really wealth By nature ... Photo credit: Oluyomi Ola-David

When I was young I sought the validation When I got younger I embraced the competencies When I was young I sought the books When I got younger I embraced the book When I was young I sought the ladder When I got younger  I embraced the process When I was young I sought the audience When I got younger I embraced the message When I was young I sought the company When I got younger I embraced the desert When I was young I sought the approval When I got younger  I embraced the rejection When I was young I sought the pace When I got younger  I embraced the pattern When I was young I sought the snacks When I got younger I embraced the greens When I was young I sought the walls When I got younger  I embraced the air space When I was young I sought the voices When I got younger  I embraced the voice When I was young I sought the scorecard  When I got younger  I embraced the culture When I was simple I sought the security When I got simpler  I embraced the risk ... Photo credit: Oluyomi Ola-Davi

The workhorse Who came through here Galloping and following blindly Where is it today The mind  Who passed through here Reading and restless like machine Where is it today The troop Who lived through here Enduring relentless failed promises Where is it today The eye Who saw through the vision Charting a path for the blind Where is it today  The donkey Who carried through the burden Leading the calculated race Where is it today The beggar Who combed through the streets Seeking resource worthy for progress Where is it today The slave Who laboured through wind and rain Shunning own reason and future Where is it today The light Who shined through the night Paving the way in weary land Where is it today The money Who was valuable through ages past Buying goodwill now expended Where is it today The name  Who was sounding through hearts  Fixing the broken and lifting the wounded Where is it today The subject Who was contributing through nature Dying for the sick to live Where is it today The

Africa is a steeply religious climate and this fact is somewhat pivotal to the successful implementation of any development policy or programme.  In #Nigeria and many parts of #Africa, religious and/or faith-based organisations (FBOs) have provided growth opportunities in social and human capital for many previously indigent citizens. While enrolled as passionate volunteers in various units of such organisations, many members of FBOs may be able to develop their innate talent, team skills, as well as build valuable community for personal, social and business success. Even in the midst of economic recession, FBOs have demonstrable capacity to garner support through regular membership subscriptions. With efficiently managed human resource and financial resource pools, FBOs execute value-adding community and infrastructural projects while others build viable business models that create employment. Moreover, the many incidences of local government failure in social welfare maximisation has

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