To my family, my friends and to anyone who may read this post.👇🏻 Today, I'm preparing to embark on a journey that could change my life or end it. I want write this message not only to say goodbye but, to explain why I have I have made this difficult decision. I know many people may not understand and some might judge me. But I speak from the deepest place in my heart. I am leaving town not because I want to, but because I have no choice. I live in a land where dreams have died. A land where hopes has been crushed under the weight of war, poverty, and neglect. I wake up every day the same misery no jobs,no peace, no justice, no opportunity. The streets are filled with broken promises and abandoned futures. People walk like shadows, alive but not living. I have watched too many young people with talent and ambition waste away in silence.I have seen mothers cry as their children go hungry. I have watched my friends buried and kills by bullets because of land where each and every human will be buried on. I have waited for change but change never come. This isn't life it's survival. And even that is becoming harder with each passing day. So, I have made the decision to go. To fight, to take that risk that could cost everything. I don't know what may happen, I may be injured which may end my career, I may die and may not reach the dream land. But can't no longer stay here and wait for miracles which may never come. I know people will ask, why I choose to risk, I will answer because staying means slowly dying without ever having lived. Because I rather risk everything to live in a freedom than dying with talents where hopes are buried under silence. I'm not chasing a perfect life, I know life is hard everywhere. But I dream living in a place where talents are recognized, where I can fight for my family and where I can be a human being of dignity. I do not blame my people. We are victims of broken system,abandoned by leaders who see our pains, dreams and turn away. We have been forgotten by the world. We screamed but no one listens. So we are left to escape, one by one, hoping the world outside will offer us what our homeland could not. If I survive, I will never forget where I came from. I will carry my hometown in my heart. Tell others why I left, tell them I didn't go looking for wealth but for life. Tell them I was tired living without dreams, without hope, without a future. Tell them I love this land with all my heart. And to everyone, I love you all. Forgive me for leaving you. It's the hardest part but I go with your hope, prayers, I carry your faces with me and your memories.there is still strength in hope. Remember me in your prayers Your beloved Farihan Froko Moomin(Sabali)Kante Jnr May the Almighty Allah bless every footballer abundantly 💔😢