To Nigeria: The blessings and the curses ~ JJ Omojuwa ft KK Montana

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me to bless this nation Nigeria, that Spirit would Bless the land and people. In blessing the land, curses must be placed on some people who did what, where, when and why. People who had a chance to make our people answer when prosperous people are called but instead by their gluttony and mad crave for what would kill them, have left the majority of our people poor and our land desolate. Even the little achievements of the past have become eroded by successive failures. In the past decade, at a period of our greatest income, we have witnessed an abnormal period of resolute poverty.
To the good people of our country:
If you but obey the voice of reason, listen to our people’s cry for help and fight for the victory and glory of the land, all these blessings will be yours today and till the end of time;
Your home and your work will be blessed. Beyond your imagination, you will be rich in spirit, body and soul. When men are crying for help, you will be the helper. When men are crying to be saved, you will become a saviour.
When many are crying to be blessed, you will be the blessing. Every thought of your head, every wish of your heart, every product of your hand will be blessed. Your haters and enemies will be defeated even before they launch attacks against you. Your haters and enemies will wallow in the pool of their own failures and gripping sadness.
For every thought of evil toward you, they are cursed a hundred fold. They will live and not die but they will live to die daily by the glory of your own days. Your worst darkness will be brighter than the brightness of the noon day. For every soul you help to get up and live a better life, your children will be blessed a hundred fold. Because you make the lives of others better, your worst state will be the best of other men.
You will be favoured in your walk and your work. You will not tread where death always wins. You will not fall and bow at the feet of the great monster called Corruption. Your soul will not be sold to the great party and convergence of evil that has crippled our land and its people. Your cheers will be their tears. In your tweets, posts and speech, many will find life. What you call blessed is blessed, what you pronounce cursed is cursed.
As long as your desire is in the good of the land and its people, you will be strengthened in your body, spirit and soul. The spirit of poverty and corruption that has pervaded the land will not crush your resolve. You will succeed by the works of your hand. You will be multiplied in folds. At the end of time, your crown will shine like the coming together of all the stars of heaven. If you seek the good of the nation and its people without turning back, these blessings will live and abide with you.
To the evil rulers and evil people:
Their self-esteem will be like the poverty their ways have unleashed on our people, they will always lack. Their complex will be like the life they want our people to live, it will always be inferior. Cursed be these men and women, may the winds throw their souls into turmoil, may the earth reject their body, may their spirits wallow in the abyss of hollowness and may their nights be filled with blood and death.
They shall smell so much even the perfumes of Dubai and the fragrances of Paris will not cover their shame. At night they will only see nightmares. In the houses they use the people’s common wealth to build, they will never have peace. When they lay their heads to sleep, their eyes will never find peace, their hearts will never find peace, their souls will search for peace in fire, in water, in the air and will never find peace.
Cursed be their days and ways, cursed be their places and the faces. For every ounce of joy they have deprived the people of this land, they will have sadness and pain multiplied in their lives. They have turned our land into that of criminals where not only is crime not punished but it is rewarded. For this, the devil and destroyer of men will kill them daily. They will walk and not move, they will look and not see.
In their chambers, they will beg the Almighty but He will tell them to return their loot and live. These ones will pass through this earth without a mark. They may escape the jail of men but they will dwell and abide in the jails of hades even as they live. Blood will be the colours of their night. Cries will be the music of their mourning. In mourning and gnashing of teeth shall be their daily bread. Until they beg the people and return our nation where the Almighty desires it to be, all the curses in all the holy and unholy books will find them, catch them and destroy them in spirit, body and soul. They shall beg death and death will reject them. When they die, the ground will reject them. When they get to hell, hell will reject them. The devil will swallow them into the unending abyss of eternal pain. If they continue to hurt, to kill, to destroy the destiny of this land, peace will elude them all their days!
And the Almighty will bless the land, bless its people and establish it in prosperity upon the waters