A love letter to Zikoko.
On days we thought things couldn't get any worse the universe managed to prove us wrong, our ever friendly global pandemic, Mr Corona virus decided to have a mental breakdown and like a toxic yoruba man that he is, he decided to hurt as much people as he could, after the hot period and the hope of Nigerians began to grow, earth decided to throw sand on our faces, we had several rape cases, the end sars protest, and the Lekki toll-gate deaths (RIP) even the ocean caught fire. People lost their jobs and those who didn't spent their work hours applying for new jobs. After all these tragic events, do people still know what happiness feels like? Can people still laugh? Do people feel peace and warmth? The answer is yes. But out of 7 billion people in the world only eighty three thousand people know what happiness truly feels like, and these are the eighty three thousand people who follow Zikokomag. Here's why you should vote for zikoko writers as the nex...