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I’m really angry. Not at Datti’s ridiculous comments; but at the ludicrous defence people are putting up
Go watch the full ducking interview. It’s even worse. Didn’t we agree that #EndSARS was our red line?
This is how I responded this morning to Wike’s endorsement of Sanwo-Olu
Go watch the full ducking interview. It’s even worse. Didn’t we agree that #EndSARS was our red line?
This is how I responded this morning to Wike’s endorsement of Sanwo-Olu
How did Datt respond?
By asking youths why they chose to protest SARS when there were more pressing issues like a falling Naira.
By saying there must be hidden political motives & actors he will one day uncover.
By playing semantic games over the murder of young Nigerians. twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
By asking youths why they chose to protest SARS when there were more pressing issues like a falling Naira.
By saying there must be hidden political motives & actors he will one day uncover.
By playing semantic games over the murder of young Nigerians. twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
To come on TV to say this today, of all days, even as youths were being tear-gassed in Lagos is wild to me.
I still can’t talk about that night without getting emotional; and some fucker is coming to ask why young people chose to protest against police brutality?
I dey go sleep
I still can’t talk about that night without getting emotional; and some fucker is coming to ask why young people chose to protest against police brutality?
I dey go sleep
Two years later and Nothing has changed. Reminds me of the writings in the book "Boundless 2021". #EndSARSMemorial2
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Our streets are tarred with Candle wax and littered with a number of half burnt candles, left at the mercy of the night wind
Howling and Rambling like the voice of protesters, like the lament of a mother as she's been taken away from the log of her child's body...
Howling and Rambling like the voice of protesters, like the lament of a mother as she's been taken away from the log of her child's body...
Like the silent screams of innocent bodies emptied into the river behind Awkuzu SARS.
These candles burnt for the dreams stopped halfway and configured into nightmares, for beds lying empty in cold rooms, for clothes suffered in sacs begging for the warmth of their own body.
These candles burnt for the dreams stopped halfway and configured into nightmares, for beds lying empty in cold rooms, for clothes suffered in sacs begging for the warmth of their own body.
