KIVOrg

He is a social mover and a political empiricist!!! MISSION STATEMENT: Our mission is effective representation that restores the privileges, rights and values of our people and placing them at noble spotlight. VISION STATEMENT: To build a new Ezinihitte of pride to all her citizens through representation that promises of human capital growth, social & infrastructural developments, value re-orientation and image overhauling. Profile: Our man for Ezinihitte Constituency; Imo State House of Assembly 2015 is Mr. UCHENNA DESTINY MADU . He is son of the soil. Born to the family of Mr. & Mrs. Kem Madu from Umuzu in Eziudo Ezinihitte Mbaise, Imo State. He is a graduate of Ahmadu Bello University Zaria. He is a vibrant business entrepreneur, an educationist and human resources expert. He is presently the CEO of NATIONAL WATCH NEWSPAPER , MD/CEO of SOFASE PROPERTIES & INVESTMENT , and President/CEO of KIMAD PRESS . He is a committed farmer. Mr. UCHENNA DESTINY MADU is

Those who wish to understand us must know time The war we wage is just for time The end is not at sight Its future is neither clear nor bright What we fight for is not defined This war! This war!! This war has no friend nor enemy it seems Those you fight for look much like the real enemy Such a war where the weak defends her enemy But the weak is the friend we war to protect Those you fight for sleep deeply with the enemy In few moments the sleeps cause children Who is the enemy? Who is our friend? This war! This war!! They are cowards! They are cowards!! They have no camps They have no homes They sleep and wake in the house of our weak What an assemblage to shield and what a weak to protect? What a marvel of satisfaction and delight How the raped shouts in gracious pleasure What a war! What a war!! Why do they always hide? Why do they always come by sudden? Why do they always runaway afterwards? Where do they always come from?

Yes it happened! I was awake till about 3.10am this morning and be sure I needed some hours until 8am to make up for the lost sleep but it was not to be. Just at about 5am or thereabouts, my phone was barking silly from all four corners of the house shouting at me as if about calling me a lazy man. It was terrifying that the pillars of the house pleaded I should get up even if it is for their sake. I did. From only two humans, it was as if a thousand generations were calling; just two persons? They are for sure my best friends and greatest lovers. One was calling from my ancestral home in the village and the other from a city of Igwenga; my dear mother and my beloved Uche. The story had gone round. Over and beyond here, even down to the farms in the hinterlands of Tiv land in Benue State Nigeria, people were already taking early morning hot salt-solution bath. Just like the usual care, I was advised to make sure I stand up immediately or as early as possible to have a shower wit