He who must not be named, a disciple of the dark lord, has cast a shadow over our once prosperous nation. The one who can, who will, and who is crumbling the economy, leaving devastation in his wake. The one who won't stop until there's no longer a middle class, only the haves and have-nots, perpetuating a cycle of inequality.

This country needs a hero, or so we've been told. But what if the true hero lies within each of us? Not a single champion, but a collective force of courageous citizens who will stand up for their rights and say, 'Enough is enough.' We must recognize our own power and unite against the tyrant's grasp.

In the absence of light, darkness will reign forever. But we can be that light. We can be the beacon of hope in a world torn apart by greed and corruption. It's time to rise up, to challenge the status quo, and to reclaim our nation.

The signs are clear: crumbling infrastructure, struggling schools, and shattered dreams. The people suffer while the elite prosper. But we have a choice…

Tinubu of our time 
That man will face doom 🤬 soon