The Decline of the Human Philosophy: Destiny on Trial

some men don't want you to be seen nor being known. all what they dream is to reign in the world of dead human living beings, that was the reason why I was given such a hush punishment by my headmaster by telling the truth to the inspector. I didn't count those whips but they where coming with a strong roaring which ends with an echo in my hands, next was to mope in that big school hall all alone. after the whole class head that I was punished nobody wanted to be close everybody left me. these are the men we had agreed together to raise our concern to the inspector, they failed to speak the truth and I did it but when things got hot everybody left me alone.
Change is only come into existence when true men gets born because they are the only type of people who are ready to pay the prize of the manifestation of truth. We don't need educated men with high qualifications to lead us who change their place of residence when promoted, President Nyerere stayed in that stupid house until near his dearth. We don't need men who change suits everyday and move in expensive cars while their people are suffering and rot to dearth in the hospitals. Their papers proves nothing but philosophy eating on poor peoples head. We need educated men but who are true to be concerned over their people.
So I become the prostitute of truth and my truth will torture your mind and I expose my nakedness because you don't need to come at night anymore today its me who is coming to you and not in the night again its the day light.
You call us prostitutes on a day light but calling us sweethearts in the dark. You speak against us in your platforms we worry nothing about that for we know you are pretending. You come to us in your expensive cars in the dark promising to left that your God given wife and marry us while you know deep down in your heart that you wont fulfill that promise, all you come for is to use us and off you go. Am talking to you calling yourself a religious man, and you calling yourself a politician, my name is the prostitute of truth. You promised to live a holly life and yet; you crow around your corners houses in the dark and find us again whose you were speaking against in your sermon. I know you have just come to use use but hurry up today because the daylight is near. I have kept my quietness for so long, many years have passed since you promised to make me your free woman but you only thing about your own. every time you come to my bed and asked you about the promise you made you just ending up telling me that you are thinking about it, but that your friend told me that out of my presence you say you can't do such a thing to a prostitute. You just come to me do what you want, go and wait again for another dark to come but.

today I will sock all your clothes in water and you wont be able to go until the daylight appears then you will have to walk naked like me. don't plead to me, I don't want any pleading.

Yes! I come to witness it in my generation; time came when many Africans and the rest of the world got tired with the lying politicians and religious men who preaches something outside their sermons, dirty celebrities who proved nothing in their celebrations. It was the time when most African presidents don't want to step out of the office and many of them tried to change constitutions to favor their dreams. We have politicians who promise the development that does not exist and religious men who preaches love that never shared.

Author: Daniel Justin Jr.

Publisher: Independently Published

Publication Date: Nov 10, 2022

Number of Pages: 186 pages

Binding: Paperback or Softback

ISBN-10: NA

ISBN-13: 9798841992400