Excel thee amongst continents oh My Africa The fine-art of living must prevail in this dome For it’s a land flowing with milk and honey; My Eden! My Africa! Yet I know bound to come are struggles we must overcome Like hair strands on a head are innumerable; her resources is not among the least Like eagle’s pride and elephant’s […]
What does the government do for us, what can they offer?
Whom shall we tell our problems to?
Since they have turned deaf ears to our cries
Our worries becomes ours
The story of Arike depicts a part of our culture, that dealt with Trade by barter. No matter the effort used in abolishing our culture during the colonisation of Africa and even presently, we found a thick blood in Exchange.
God created man, gave him everything but excluded rest, so there is a belief that no one has it all, we need each other in life’s race.
Till this present day, when people give out, It is believed that something is usually involved.
Arike gives a loud cry on the importance of corporation (Trade by barter)
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