Hello beautiful people. In a world where resources are stretched thin, We learn quickly: no naira is a whim. Each coin you hold, each note in hand, Carries purpose, a voice, and a stand.
For every "spare" money, there's a choice to make, a path to follow, or a life to stake.
It’s not about having much, or more, but about finding value in what we store. Money that’s idle, seemingly free, Can shape destinies, endlessly. That kobo left in a dusty jar, Could be a dream, a hope afar.
No naira is extra, no kobo is loose,
Each penny has purpose, waiting for use.
It could build futures, it could heal,
It could fuel a passion, make dreams real. When wealth is treated with mindful grace, It transforms status, multiply and stay.
No money is spare; it’s power unseen,
A chance for kindness, hopes redeemed.
So think of your money, as a bright seed whether given as a gift, picked by chance or win a lottery. Sometimes when we are tempted to just waste the money because we don't have a planned idea, think of igniting someone's idea by investing in them.
In your hands, funds are more than change,
They’re stories waiting to rearrange. For money that’s “spare” is truly rare,
Every naira is a purpose waiting somewhere.
Stop treating any funds in your hands as a spare/awoof, it's always a seed.
Invest in equity, forex, crypto, fish, goat, sheep, pig, farming, etc, use the money do something profitable sha! The era is upon us, don't be ignorant.
