Humans of Lagos "I've been hit by the stone of a hater for no just reason. I daily have to watch and guide myself to safety from the hands of those who take pleasure in killing my kind. I sleep under the cold of the night, while I run as fast as I can from my predators in the daylight. When I'm hungry, I must muster much strength and instinct to overpower my prey, else I starve to death. With courage I procreate, and in hope for a better tomorrow I raise my offspring. I see no suffering but adventure, I know no hustle but I'm having fun. I'm undomesticated, wild like the rose flower. However, I've heard about my domesticated kinds. Fed with foods compounded by humans, housed under conditioned predetermined by the owners and my kinds converted to pets. Humans; Saw dogs copulating and they copied it and named it Doggie style. Observed our ways of walking and named it catwalk for their use. I envy not the humans, nor my domesticated kind. ...