Don’t Die Blaming Others

So many of us have spent almost all our lives blaming others for our failures.

It feels so safe that it has become a norm amongst us. If we are not blaming our village witches and ancestral curse,
we are blaming the government, you say it’s the fault of your poor parents that you are where you are not supposed to be, you blame your school, your teachers, you blame a friend who betrayed you, and then you blame God.

Everyone but not you is responsible for your failures.
You blame the sun and you blame the rain. The day is too hot, the night is too dark. Nothing is working your way, everything is responsible for your failures save you.

Alright, fine, let’s agree that they are the cause, but how long will you continue to play the blame game? To what end? To what purpose?

Those who are at the top, the guys and girls you wish you could be like, they have no time to throw blames and they wake up by 4:00 am every morning while you blame your bed for making you wake up by 11. These guys don’t spend their time watching Telemundo and BBnija. They don’t spend their time gossiping on social media and posting rubbish trying to impress people who will end up mocking their broke ass.

They work hard. They work round the clock. If they are on Facebook it’s for their business. If they are on tweeter it’s to grow their business, not for likes, not to display the height of their smartness or to show their new clothes, or to gather a fellowship of fools and failures, or to talk about their newly found boyfriends or girlfriends, or to post selfies of their new hairstyle or the pictures of their lunch meal _____ they have no time for such things because they have a goal and a target to achieve and they have only themselves to hold responsible if they fail.

I achieved my most remarkable success in this Buhari’s regime and so are my friends. We are not politicians, we are not civil servants, so we are not making money from the government. We simply refused to see a reason not to progress. We work hard and we work smart and we see the zeal to work harder in each other’s eyes because we are of like-minds and we have no one but ourselves to blame if we fail.

You waste every day on Facebook telling people that you don’t care what they think about you, letting everyone know that your life is not their business. Really? You heard Rihanna say that in her new multi-million album or you read it in Donald Trump’s new tweet and you think you can also say it?

They can afford it, you can’t. If you believe in equality, you are poor and you are pathetic. When you say your life is nobody’s business what signal are you sending to those you are wishing could help you achieve your so-called dream? When people visit your timeline what do they see? What do you think they will think of you? I pity you if you don’t care what people think about you. You have something more dangerous than all your village witches put together coming after you.

You will be lowly looked down upon.
You will be conscripted to the most undignified echelons of the society.
You will have no voice, no name, and no means if you are too weak to work hard, too emollient to be beating by the rain, too soft to be burned by the sun, to impolitic to propel the winds of your dreams towards the right direction, too big to bend and learn, too afraid to fail, too proud to pray, you will end up achieving nothing if you are too tamed to do what 99% of people are not doing.

Forge your own path and be principled and strong-willed. Set your goals and targets and forsake your bed, don’t rest yet, don’t give up, don’t get tired, abscond from ineffective friends, it’s not wickedness it’s wisdom.

Proverbs 6:9-11
How long will you lie there, you sluggard?
    When will you get up from your sleep?
10 A little sleep, a little slumber,
    a little folding of the hands to rest—
11 and poverty will come on you like a thief
    and scarcity like an armed man.

Aurhor: Kel Armstrong 
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