I want the last bullet to have already been fired...
The history of humanity seems to be defined by human eyes looking away..
We learnt to dance to the beat of our hearts, Feet stamping steady to the constant concord of living,
The history of humanity can be told in frames of people looking away
This land is still yours.
For most of us death comes slowly.
What will we leave to our children but tales of dust and despair?
Love Africa, love yourself
I pay homage to the natural hair movement
1 nation 1 spirit, 1heart of steel. I celebrate Naija