Thursday, November 12, 2020

Toll-Gate


   As the peacefully initiated #ENDSARS protest draws to its climax, youths of Nigeria walked through the streets both at home and abroad, elevating hearts that YES! their voice will be heard without compromise, matching in unity as everyone was a leader with one voice seeking for justice with our words written on placards and every social media platform was a medium. 
   For the love of our brutalized youths, friends, brothers and sisters whose routs of glorious days and more to come ended up in the den of the special anti-robbery squad (SAR). #ENDSARS protest which migrated from #ENOUGHISENOUGH into a protest for good governance was seen hijacked by hoodlums under the disguise of some societal cabals. The trench of things rose into  an ethnic rivals  and the search for palliatives of which the raid was massive. 
   Joyfully, before the day of the unforeseen massacre, days of justice for all, days of jubilation fighting for a just course matching through towns and cities; as youths displayed their art, craft and uniqueness as Nigerians. The days of seeking for palliatives reviews the consensus in Nigerians as one, both the able and disable with their ingenuity to foster a course... but the worst of it was 20-10-2020 when our fallen youths slides through our mobile screens as sacs of tears clogs our eye gaze. In the brink of all this impromptu incident by ENDSARS protester this poetry was written by Jochris  declaring  NO TO POLICE BRUTALITY AND BAD GOVERNANCE 

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I went silent for days
My anger was voiceless
My pain becomes me
I took pictures of my self and I saw pictures of misuse 
This body in its entirety is subject to HIS use.


In the eyes of our youths, I saw pictures of abuse 
The  liberty we wished, has been incarcerated with police abuse
Teardrops of our mothers over her Brutalized sons and daughters floods our river basins.
The dawn of a new morning leads to the interment of a promising youngster.


As the days of good fortunes washes away at  the toll gate
Sacs of tears clog our eye gaze
Seeing The scenery and the agony, as our fallen youths slides through our Mobile screens.
 

*Let it be known that*
Anthony died while standing tall at the toll gate 

*Let it be known that*
The Gunshots in jos, Nigeria also killed kunle in my area, for no just course

*Let it be known that*
Ahmad was picked up by SARS for buying an iPhone

*Let it be known that*
Taxi drivers became punching bags of frustration for lack of compensation.

With a unified heart 
I say (#ENDSARS) no to police brutality, over their barbaric activities.

#WeAreInThisTogether   #EndSars

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1 comments:

Samuel Piam said...

Awesome❣️❣️❣️