i looked back and I heard the pleas…
i could not fathom my feelings:
it went from alarm to
yet, this girl persisted and refused.
she refused to be dragged off the bus,
it was as if she knew what was coming…
it was as if I had no idea of
what was coming…
I had no idea.
the crowd had gathered;
for on the streets of Lagos: Yaba to be precise,
the people were frustrated.
we were exhausted.
we are exhausted:
with the meaningless death.
the cash loathsome economy.
the embezzlement “s”…
the government that parties barely a few days after a sacrilegious act
had been committed,
the abduction of “200” children from the most safe place.
a place away from all the menace of “the death”.
Alas for their illusion!
this girl simply refused to be dragged off the bus
and as I sat there and watched amazed,
my real fears began.