Lending our Voices via Poetry

Today , my country is boiling not with physical fire but with the anger of the youth. A protest has been going on for days calling for an end to police brutality in Nigeria. 

The youth are angry ,the mothers are afraid. They are angry for been constantly harassed,beaten ,extorted , illegally detained on end and the unfortunate ones killed. Most times they are profiled based on their physical appearance. Tatooes having an iPhone ,having dreads on ,riding a good car and looking good are usually some of the criteria for being picked up Need I state here that the most affected are young men and in few cases ladies.

Mothers live in constant fear for the lives of their male children. As they could be picked up at anywhere and beaten to pulp to make false statements.The bad part is most times the detainee's relations are not even aware.

I have two budding young men as children,I live in fear each time they are back at home from school and go out to meet friends.I fear for what might happen.I constantly call them to their annoyance till they are back home.

So I can't sit on the fence and watch these young people reclaim their freedom from the police and government at large

I joined the protest by writing protest poems 

I have also set up another poetry writing project on my women online writing group to speak up ,encouraging members to call for an end to these senseless killing of our young men in their poems.

I will send the link here as soon as our work is ready.

I say : No to Police Brutality in Nigeria.