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Continued from..   Death at a funeral I’m no wolverine who could heal quickly from a stab wound so I didn’t want to take my chances with the knife. As the rough and husky man directed me on where to go, I noticed it was like time had stood still, with chaos beautifully painted. I explored my choices on how to get out of this predicament, and boy! They didn’t look at all great, most of them all pointed to one end result, 6ft under. Except one, I was to act a fool. That is what I went with, to buy myself some time to figure how to get out of this ordeal and never have to look over my shoulder or be paranoid when I’m with someone’s daughter wondering, is she the means they have used to get to me?  Ever heard of the Samson and Delilah story? We reach at the car, at the very end of the field. A black Chevy, beautiful with a sleek paint job and design, and the door pops open. “Utleast you idiots have class,” is the last thing I say before I’m roughly shoved in, the rough and husky...

 Yes, it’s a struggle. I have been there; done that but there is always great sunset in the horizon. I know the sweat and the tears it takes to “achieve it” in this primal youth of ours. The youth, in each part of the world, across our vast seven continents, face a multitude of demons in search of their great emergence to the elite society. The craving of success is deep in every single youth out here. What defines the gold from the soil? That’s what am here to elaborate to you today. There is a simple method to rise in the ranks in our community. A great shadow of dim darkness is hovering over our youth today. Think that where they are, they are meant to be there. I have met many, along my adventures around this prestige land of ours and have gazed upon the greatest problem affecting our youth, embracing their comfort zone. They don't realize there is a great abyss of opportunity lacking out there. Most youth don’t know that opportunity doesn’t come out of the sky just to fuel the...