RELATIONSHIP AND WRONG CHOICES

RELATIONSHIP AND WRONG CHOICES — A CALL TO WISDOM

In this generation, many young women will tell you that dating an internet fraudster — a Yahoo boy — is the fastest way to taste enjoyment without effort.
They say it’s the shortcut to luxury. No stress, no sweat, no sunburn, no struggle. While others are working 9–5, sitting in traffic, learning skills, or starting small businesses that barely pay, you, the girlfriend of a Yahoo boy, are already flying in ease.

Money flows like a river.
You don’t wait to save — you spend.
You don’t plan — you receive.
You don’t work — you are worshipped.

You wear what you want, eat what you want, go where you want.
You buy wigs worth a fortune, you rock designer bags that your hardworking friends only admire from afar. You upgrade iPhones like sandals. You glow on Instagram, and people envy you. You look like the dream. You feel like you’ve escaped the struggle.

But what they never tell you is the truth behind the curtain.

They never tell you that the same hands that hold you could be the same hands that will someday hold the knife.
They don’t tell you that behind the trips to Dubai and the bouquets of money, there’s blood crying somewhere — blood of innocence, blood of victims, blood of sacrifice.
And one day, that blood might call your name.

Nobody posts the nightmares behind the money.
Nobody uploads the photos of the girls who disappeared.
Nobody shows you the faces of those used for rituals or the screams behind closed doors.
We only see the glam — not the graves.
The pleasure — not the pain.
The flex — not the funeral.

Sister, open your eyes.
If money comes without sweat, then the price is hiding somewhere. And most times, that hidden price is heavier than what you ever imagined.

Your life is worth more than designer bags.
Your destiny is more valuable than wigs and phones.
Your body is not a currency for fake comfort.
The world may clap for you today, but when evil knocks, those claps will turn into silence.

Don’t trade your future for temporary luxury.
Don’t let vanity bury your destiny.
Because when the price of that “free life” comes due — it will demand blood, and it might demand yours.

The truth is bitter, but it saves.
Be wise.
The easy road is often the road that leads to destruction.
Choose life, choose dignity, choose peace.