Kenny
resides in the US and he shared the shocking story of his experience at the gym
yesterday Read below
I saw a
Nigerian man at the fitness center tonight. I knew he was Nigerian and a Yoruba
man because he pronounced 'eat' as 'heat,' and 'walk' as 'work.' Just the way I
speak. His body stretched out of a trunk of pure muscles rooted in black power.
When he walked, he carried himself with measured chaos as though he was holding
a basketball between his thighs.
I saw a
Nigerian man at the fitness center tonight. Though I never spoke to him, I
eavesdropped on his phone call and heard he called someone my baby girl.
"Baby
girl," he said,
"Tell
Junior, daddy loves him. I'm still at the office, and I doubt I will come home
tonight."
When he got
off the call, his brows broke a sweat as he balanced his shoulders under the
squat bar. He scanned me with his large brown eyes; I clutched a dumbbell with
a fist of disbelief and awe.
I saw a
Nigerian man at the fitness center tonight. He tied a white towel around his
tapered waist as he shuffled around in the locker room looking for something. I
looked around, and there's only one other person at the gym. The other person
smiled and walked away from the Nigerian man and me.
I saw a
Nigerian man at the fitness center tonight. He was biting his nails as he
approached the shower. When he turned and saw me looking at him, he widened his
eyes, straightened his lips and stared at me longer than I could bear.
I saw a
Nigerian man at my fitness center tonight. He lingered on in the shower stall
and scrubbed his body endlessly. By 11:25 PM, I dried my body, poured some
cocoa butter on my skin, laced my Adidas and walked away as fast as I could.
I saw a
Nigerian man at the fitness center tonight. I couldn't walk away from him. On
my way out, the detective in me took over my dark soul and ordered me to go
back. I climbed back the stairs and tiptoed to the shower holding my breath.
I saw a
married Nigerian man at the fitness center tonight. He knelt down in the shower
stall sucking another man's dick.
If you are
his baby girl, quit trying to change him into a man you want him to be. This
man has taken a knee, and the game is over.
I saw a
Nigerian man at the fitness center tonight. Lord, I'm on my knees right now
praying that he has the courage to tell his baby girl what keeps him back at
work this late. I pray dear Lord that he quits filling his emptiness with sex
and that he embraces who he is because I used to be that guy who told my wife I
was working late tonight.
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