And when the call came, refusal wasn’t an option,
wrapped in a warm embrace from her family, amidst tears, she walked briskly forward and accepted the call.
For sure she knew what the call was about.
It was a call to save
to serve and
Did she nurse any regrets? maybe a little
but she was ready to be the strong woman she was,
she was prepared to defend the title “NIGERIAN SOLDIER”.
Many years into the game, she wasn’t a loser, she was brave
combining the problems of her family with the issues of her career,
the issues of a place she had vowed to serve and save.
Times came when the urge to pause and take a bow came knocking
but at such times, all she did was think of innocent lives that needed to be saved,
wrongs that needed to be made right..
Far into her thoughts, another call came.
Alive and strong she hopped into the waiting van
her mind raced from one end to the other, but one thing she feared was giving up (it wasn’t an option).
Thoughts of that lovely husband God had blessed her with (they was really none like him),
her adorable kids, (the reason for her every struggle)
and her dear NIGERIA (she had taken a vow to always be at her beck and call).
She murmured a silent prayer for protection as she jumped down the van
with her attire (ready for any surprises),
she threw a salute at her superiors and hurried to do what she does best
SERVE AND SAVE LIVES.