20/10/2020: We will never forget. #EndSARS

As a person whose primary mode of communication has always been written words, it’s been heartbreaking and stressful for me as I sought the right words to put down and failed.

I’ve been trying to find words that truly matter, searching within myself for a stable voice in all this chaos because all i’ve been able to see when I put pen to paper is crimson-coated anger.

But today has broken me.

The things I’ve felt today, I’ve never felt in my life. My ink flows like the blood of the innocent killed.

I feel absolutely numb with rage and hopelessness. I keep asking a voiceless entity what we ever did to deserve this? I keep asking what sort of darkness the heart has to experience to turn to this sort of evil; I honestly can’t fathom this sort of darkness.

All we ask and fight for is for our human rights to be acknowledged and honored.

They’ve stolen from us, tortured and killed us times without number and all we’ve peacefully asked is for our lives to be respected in a country that obviously sees no worth in us. We’ve cried out and tried to show them that we matter; why do I have to prove to another human being that my life is just as important as theirs?

Yet each time, the Nigerian government has chosen to respond with more violence. More deaths. More blood.

No protester is holding a gun to the government’s figurative and literal head[s], all we’ve held is our fists high in the air as we demanded our birthright. Maybe that’s the problem, we’ve come speaking a language they don’t understand; a language of justice and peace.

We’re singing a tune of freedom and change and all they hear is a chant for further oppression.

I’m emotionally drained; I know a lot of my fellow Nigerians are as well. We’ve bled for a country that knows nothing else but to violently and needlessly extract more blood till our veins are shrivelled up.

I’ve cried so much my tear ducts have given up on me. I’ve screamed so much my diaphragm has given way. I am left staring into an abyss filled with unexplainable pain.

Our so-called leaders are a tumor in our body that must be removed by all fucking costs.

Muhammadu Buhari, Yemi Osinbajo, Jide Sanwo-olu, Bola Tinubu. IGP Adamu and all who associate with the likes of them; All this blood is on your hands. You and yours will never know peace. The cries of the innocent will haunt you for years to come. These are not mere words, these are spiritually backed statements.

If after today, you don’t step down from whatever position you hold, we will drag you down.

The people will never forget 20th of October, 2020; the day you waged war against Nigerian citizens who had done nothing but exercised their constitutional right of peaceful protest. Do you understand how evil and rotten your heart has to be to authorize killings in this way? The officers and soldiers who stood behind the triggers will weep. Just as Abel’s blood cried unto God, the blood of the innocent will knock relentlessly at the gates of your wellbeing.

May the souls of all those lost in this fight rest in eternal peace and may their deaths not be in vain. We must keep fighting. They cannot kill all of us. This fight might be the most important fight of our lives and we must win by any means necessary. It’s more than just fighting for an end to SARS, it’s a fight against the whole system that enables corruption.

#EndSARS #EndTheNigerianGovernment