Solomon Olalemi

  Dreams I dream of colour, it brings a ray of hope. I dream of hope It spread love and joy within me. I dream of freedom, of so many shades and contexts. I dream of beauty a good future and pleasant memories. I dream of greatness No wonder I stay warm at night. I dream of life living in joy, peace and merriment. I dream of eternity, because there are more dreams to dream.

 Between sunrise and sunset are where my dreams lie, Only in the hollow of my thought do they spark, Between many Yes and seldom No's many doubts run through my worried heart. Between the highs and lows of life's fleeting art, My dreams take flight and spread their wings afar, Like butterflies chasing the wind's sweet flow, They dance and flutter, forever on the go. But in the quiet stillness of my mind's repose, I find the strength to weather all of life's blows, And in the face of doubt and fear's cruel throes, I hold fast to hope and all the joys it bestows.

Two factors contribute to people being either "tribalistic" or "Racist". One of them is the story they hear or the experience they have had.  Both of these factors are correct and true but both of them are also wrong and even very wrong. It all depends on the lens you are looking at it from. It is similar to the question asked to know if a glass is either half full or half empty. Hey Solomon, why will you say they are correct and they are also wrong? The truth is you cannot invalidate another man's experience because of your experience. The factors that contributed to one's experience cannot be the same for the other. What this means is that if I being an Igbo boy experienced brotherhood love and care from my "Youruba" roommate in school because I also treated him right and was the first person to open my door to him cannot say the way you experienced love and care from another Yoruba person because his mother told him all Yoruba's are good peo...