Adéfẹ́mi,

Your last words to me still hit like thunder

You spoke of hope, one that could move mountains.

Your faith radiated so fiercely, giving me reassurance of a better tomorrow..

For us…

For Aríyikẹ́

For Fọlárìn

Our unborn children.

All you did was to Sọ̀rọ̀ Sókè

And you did so.

For days, we cried in our arms…

Hoping we would open our eyes to the good news tomorrow.

But the bad news came…

I won’t see you again…

Their deceit and anger sent angels of death through your chest

Those metalic angels dropped in jubilee, as you dropped in solidarity

You left fighting for us…

For Aríyikẹ́

For Fọlárìn

Our unborn children.

I’m certain they’re proud of you.

Tell Aríyikẹ́ it is best she never visited

And to Fọlárìn, that he deserves to be in a better place.

Not here.

I WILL LIVE IN THE COLD MEMORIES OF TWENTY TEN TWENTY

When You My Love, Fought As a King

For Us.

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PS: This poem is a tribute to the young souls that were lost during the #EndSars Protests. The Lekki Massacre of 20/10/2020 left us all shattered, almost beyond redemption. But we move, striving towards a better tomorrow.

Yesterday, we were told that we are the leaders of tomorrow. We are now living in the reality of tomorrow as today, seems their tomorrow is just a mirage.

#EndSars

#EndBadGovernance

#EndPoliceBrutality