👉👉👉HER STORY👈👈👈
Hearing her gory story shred my heart ......it all begins some years ago...
👇👇👇👇👇
She wasn't best known far and near......inside her was found best talents, gifts, love, compassion, purity... etc
She tried much hard to make her name known for the best she carried......
The much she tried......the more opportunity keeps opening.
Finally her name was announced as one of the best African girl that posses numerous gift, talents....
By this time people were always looking up to her... Because they believed she has everything, she became famous, rich and highly blessed.
Then...........
The gory story began............😒
One beautiful day, as she walk down an isle,
The birds began to make noise instead of singing as usual...
..... I think the birds make those noise to warn her against the danger ahead!!!!!!
But unfortunately, she couldn't understand....
Suddenly!!!! She was attacked & 👇👇👇
👉👉👉 RAPED!!
And her gory story story began.😢😭
She was striped of her pride and wealth.
She was brutally hurt by men filled with hunger and greed.
This men overpowered her and took advantage of the fragile her.
Without listening to her cries and pleas....,
They turned deaf ears to her screams and shrills....yeah,
They simply overpowered her.
Each taking a fare share of her national cake.🍰
She bled and screamed...,
Thinking someone could help,
Thinking someone could hear and thinking someone could come to her rescue.
But alas!
Help wasn't forth coming.
So there she laid,
Weak and vulnerable
Broken and irreparable
Her voice shaky
Her strength waning.
So there she laid....
Just like a little baby with her gory story of gloom to share
So there she laid ...
Hypnotized in her doom.
Would you help her please?
Because once more...,
She need to be healed of her brokenness
Because once more
She need to be set free from this chains of hurt and peril....
Because once more....
She need a therapist to help her heal..
👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇
My name is Nigeria🇳🇬
Please don't let these men do it to me again
Please don't allow these greedy and hungry men take over my seat of power again.
No....!
Not anymore.
Please stand up and save me.
Get your PVC and make the right choice.
Please save me....
By not selling your conscience for peanut...
please save me...
pray for me......🙏
🇳🇬🇳
Please save me......
Save her!
Save Nigeria!.
#HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!🇳🇬
🇳🇫
.
WRITTEN BY( Blessing Amos)
.
For the love I have for Nigeria🇳🇬
MAY GOD BLESS NIGERIA!!!! PLEASE PRAY FOR NIGERIA!!!🇳🇬
Hearing her gory story shred my heart ......it all begins some years ago...
👇👇👇👇👇
She wasn't best known far and near......inside her was found best talents, gifts, love, compassion, purity... etc
She tried much hard to make her name known for the best she carried......
The much she tried......the more opportunity keeps opening.
Finally her name was announced as one of the best African girl that posses numerous gift, talents....
By this time people were always looking up to her... Because they believed she has everything, she became famous, rich and highly blessed.
Then...........
The gory story began............😒
One beautiful day, as she walk down an isle,
The birds began to make noise instead of singing as usual...
..... I think the birds make those noise to warn her against the danger ahead!!!!!!
But unfortunately, she couldn't understand....
Suddenly!!!! She was attacked & 👇👇👇
👉👉👉 RAPED!!
And her gory story story began.😢😭
She was striped of her pride and wealth.
She was brutally hurt by men filled with hunger and greed.
This men overpowered her and took advantage of the fragile her.
Without listening to her cries and pleas....,
They turned deaf ears to her screams and shrills....yeah,
They simply overpowered her.
Each taking a fare share of her national cake.🍰
She bled and screamed...,
Thinking someone could help,
Thinking someone could hear and thinking someone could come to her rescue.
But alas!
Help wasn't forth coming.
So there she laid,
Weak and vulnerable
Broken and irreparable
Her voice shaky
Her strength waning.
So there she laid....
Just like a little baby with her gory story of gloom to share
So there she laid ...
Hypnotized in her doom.
Would you help her please?
Because once more...,
She need to be healed of her brokenness
Because once more
She need to be set free from this chains of hurt and peril....
Because once more....
She need a therapist to help her heal..
👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇
My name is Nigeria🇳🇬
Please don't let these men do it to me again
Please don't allow these greedy and hungry men take over my seat of power again.
No....!
Not anymore.
Please stand up and save me.
Get your PVC and make the right choice.
Please save me....
By not selling your conscience for peanut...
please save me...
pray for me......🙏
🇳🇬🇳
Please save me......
Save her!
Save Nigeria!.
#HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!🇳🇬
🇳🇫
.
WRITTEN BY( Blessing Amos)
.
For the love I have for Nigeria🇳🇬
MAY GOD BLESS NIGERIA!!!! PLEASE PRAY FOR NIGERIA!!!🇳🇬
