Of Goodluck Jonathan, the Creek Haven, and all
In the morning of Tuesday, 24 May 2011, I went down on my knees in my sleeping gown, brought my open palms together, and prayed that God would make a way for me where there seemed to be no way. Here was I, in my lonesome bedsitter in London, and Dr. Goodluck Ebele Jonathan was about to be sworn into …