I Saw Blood Splashed on the Green White Green
I saw them marching on the street.
I saw them stomping their feet.
I saw them carrying banners and placards of their agitation.
Agitation of their #EndSARS demonstration.
I saw them stomping to the toll gate with contorted faces
Contorted faces of angry grimaces.
I saw them waving our national flag like soldiers in parade.
I heard them chanting our national anthem with pride.
Young zealots of the new generation
They are the new patriots of our nation.
They were coming to protest in peace.
To protest against widespread acts of injustice.
Acts of injustice by the brutes in the police.
Then the hoodlums came like demons unleashed from hell.
Stinking street urchins with evil smell.
But they stood their ground against the agent provocateurs.
Among them were the betrayers and saboteurs.
Then I saw a crow flying above their heads in the sky.
Crows fly too as the doves fly.
They say the sight of a crow is not a good omen.
No ill will of evil can stop these young men and women.
Then I saw the troops coming in trucks.
Coming in trucks with their guns.
The street lights were switched off and DJ Switch gasped.
Many of the them were on tenterhooks.
Then I heard the cracks of gunshots.
I heard voices screaming, "They are shooting us!"
Screaming in fear and trembling.
I heard voices screaming, "They are killing us!"
I heard the loud cracks of gunshots.
I saw their red bloodshot eyes.
The bloodshot eyes of the demons.
I will never forget the date.
The fateful night at the Lekki tollgate.
I saw blood splashed on the green white green.
- By Ekenyerengozi Michael Chima, author of "Scarlet Tears of London", "The Prophet Lied" and other books.
https://www.amazon.com/author/ekenyerengozimichaelchima
