THEY HAVE TOLD HIM(PROPAGANDISTS)

THEY HAVE TOLD HIM(PROPAGANDISTS)

They exists a society of garrulous people–indentured to service the cabalits against the momentous watchdogs, with which the latter seeks to effect a narrative of accountability from the megalomaniac class. I'm (SAVIOUR OKPEBRU) a victim of propaganda–yes, I've in several occasions had to defend a statement I made, sometime Jocularly with platonic friends and associates, and other times on my Social media handles.

My Society has made me become silenced, enervated and extenuated my RIGHTS, and to survive,  I've to steer off some writings–this is how to become inviolable. In my studying years, I've encountered an era where well positioned writings and essays, critics changed the dynamism of a failing system.
The 'Heroes Past' as captured in the National Anthem  personifies the foregoing class. People who through their writings gave us the green-white-green of 1960.
The people, on the employ of the cabalits seemed to be exculpate. No sin can be attributed to them or their Masters.

I'm a writer. My writings are impersonal as it broaches to correct the inhumane treatment in the society. Tell me not to your Master. The power of my PVC kept them at that exalted positions and can pull them off.
If your employment is to dent my reputation as a common destitute, then, you're fatuously employed, and you are the most laggard slave on Earth.
To you whose job is to concoct a mischief or propaganda–you are worst than a misanthrope. My ink is beyond your browbeating–my ancestors survived the prisons through the many critical writings in my archives–I too shall survive. Your job is to equivocate and you have become a connoisseur in the field. Mine is to ink the truth–and my conscience is my salary as it is ensconced with excitement.
Don't tell me to your Master and I will not tell you to mine(my ink).

My motivation to everyone facing propaganda because of our conscientious opinions.

Saviour Okpebru
Writes from Assiga, Yakurr LGA.