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  Welcome to the new land of 'Kosowo', Welcome to the land where cash was King, When it comes with its entourage of bags and envelopes,  It is respected and loved by many, Where its presence brought life and happiness, Where it smell stings faster to the blood  and people ready to die to join the community of the land,  In a land where cash was king, now its value has lost its ring. The economy's crumbling down, no more coins or bills to be found. Once upon a time, it was easy to pay, just pull out some cash and go on your way. But now the world has turned around, the mighty naira no longer holds its ground. People barter and trade for goods, the idea of cash seems now so crude, A world where wealth is not defined, by how much money you have at the bank, But by how much you have at hand,  No more beggars on the street, for the things they need, they simply meet. The rich and poor are now the same, cash no longer be the source of fame. Welcome to the Land, where

Lost in the details, the small and the near, I peer through the fog, but the path isn't clear. Blind to the vistas that stretch far and wide, I stumble along, with a narrow-eyed stride. The world is a puzzle, a maze to be solved, But I'm lost in the pieces, the details involved. I scrutinize every aspect, each fine-grained part, But miss the grand picture, the essence of art. Myopic and blinkered, I'm stuck in my view, My vision constrained, my perspective askew. The broader horizon eludes my small mind, As I fuss and I fret over things undefined. Oh, to see the big picture, the grand and the vast, To marvel at wonders too great to be grasped! To transcend the minutiae, the petty and small, And glimpse the whole landscape, the grandeur of all. But until then, I'll keep plodding along, Bent on the small things, the details so strong. I'll dream of the vistas I've yet to behold, And hope for the day when my eyes will unfold. Sometimes we get lost in the details, F