The heavy storm descends on Lagos streets,Where crowded markets pause beneath the grey,The rhythmic drumming on the roof repeats,And washes all the dust of noon away.The yellow buses navigate the flood,Through winding paths of Ijegun they go,While children splash in water, red with mud,And watch the busy river overflow.But when the clouds depart, the air is sweet,The golden sun reflects on every pane,A lively vigor rises from the heat,And life resumes, reborn from sudden rain.Though storms may bring the heavy day to test,The washing rains will always bring the best
MICRO FINANCE unknown to many is the sole panacea to mass poverty eradication in human society.The blog specifically focuses on the industry around the world but with more bias on Africa-unarguably the poorest region of the world.
No comments:
Post a Comment