THE FOOD POISON I PLANTED

I am always careful with the world around me. Why should I be careful with my environment? Simple, so so simple; because those who hailed Christ, called for His crucifixion. In our world; political world; very partisan political world, there are no permanent enemies and no permanent friends.

Depending on our actions and inactions, commissions and omissions, deeds and misdeeds, we are bound to make and lose friends as we grow. Some come around to make us whilst others come to unmake us. Some come around us with very genuine intent whilst other come with negative agendum or agenda it is called. Some come with clean hearts that are corrupted by others or ourselves.

When people plant others around us to destroy us, our actions may transform these people into saving us. Same way, when someone is sent to save us, our actions can transform that angel into satan. Let no man use you negatively because we can achieve our desires without mischief.

A letter written in the year 2000 by a group of party executives or assemblymen they were later refered to points to the fact that Biakoye Constituency will be peaceful and more united if there is rotation in political positions, especially the parliamentary seat. I do NOT know what has changed today that the SAME group of persons are pushing for MONOPOLY.

I only wish the one behind the group then was smart enough to realize that the fire will BURN to the end of the knot no matter how long it takes. The time is now.

LONG LIVE BIAKOYE; LONG LIVE NDC. This was what they wrote and were quick to add; WE SHALL NOT VOTE FOR HIM IF HE STANDS. Who will vote today for him if he comes again? Where I am speaking the truth, I do NOT have to hide behind a group in order to be heard. Diabolism is poison.

This is a case of poisoning a brothers food in order to access the food forgetting that the poison will still be in the food. I have planted poison in the food I am eating; I am a dying man. Tell someone to tell somebody to tell HIM that the poison he put in his predecesor's food is about to kill him.

FARE THEE WELL MY LEARNED FRIEND. It was the poison you planted. Tell my youth to learn NOT to use mischief. Let us meet on the D-day. Good Luck; Senior.