If we must die, Let it not be at the expense of iPhones as symbols of luxury Let it not be at the mercy of dreadlocks Let it not be for our failures to hide our bank accounts Let it not be for the colors of our hair Or the jewelries on our necks. If…
Here’s the thing. You see our pictures on Twitter and Instagram, you see people in photos making power poses with cardboards and placards saying things like “You Messed With The Wrong Generation! #EndPoliceBrutality” or “Na Fine I Fine I No Kill Anybody #EndSarsNow” etc. You think it’s cool, right? You say oh those are awesome…
We stand together Hands clenched Fists held high Enough, we scream marching forward Enough, the blood of our comrades from underneath the earth echo back Though our accents vary, our voices united Uttering the silent dreams of generations before us We are the hope of the common man The torch that lay bare systems made…
Each day from when we bid goodbye, we can never share again in this lifetime, No words can be said to ease the hurt for you were slain with no just cause, Disaster struck by the pulling of a trigger, by men who were only too eager, Sorrows we hold with each passing soul only…
On August 14th 2020, I published an article “What’s Your Tipping Point?” I don’t remember now what it was that set me off, but at the time there had been news every other day about something or the other to make you angry about the state of the country. I put my anger into words…