namwano

Times like these, no words can be uttered at all, even if I wanted to. I look intently at the millions of women (and men) who for one reason or another have had their hearts broken. Shuttered into pieces by what once used to bring them joy, hope and reason for living. It’s a world full of broken hearts, and if you don’t believe me, you probably need to turn your radio up and listen to the hits of today. Everyone seems to be singing of broken hearts like it’s a festive season incorporated in the calendar. There’s consolation from every artist you can think of and one way or another, we find ourselves soaked into the lyrics of the song coz as many say, “it speaks to me.” The aftermath of music as a remedy to forget it all is this: you will listen to it for some minutes but it won’t change the damage on the inside. You will request it all the time there’s a request show or better still download it so you can blast it for all to hear on replay. Question from others though will be, ...