My heart is heavy. Infact ,I have been crying since 11pm Tuesday night. Stopping and then wailing all over again all by myself.
No,am not running crazy neither am I depressed but I have been mourning the shooting of young unarmed innocent Nigerian protesters by soldiers.
It's was a black Tuesday and most of us are mourning, angry and feeling frustrated.
Why ram bullet into a peaceful gathering?
I understand that my country is going through a blrth pang to birth a better and a more conducive nation but must innocent blood be shed?
I saw his picture on tv breathing his last ,laying helpless with his friend wailling for help .He died reciting the last line of the national anthem: Peace and unity were his last words.
That scene has been playing back in my mind each time bring ing more uncontrollable tears.
I am angry, I feel trapped and helpless but I am not helpless.
I have decided to pen down my anger in poetry once more so I can release the negative vibes that I feel.
Pray for Nigeria!
These ones should never die in vain .
Let their death birth a new nation so that if the dead could see they should look on us and smile knowing their lives were not cut shot in for nothing.