A mazed mind: Nigerian youth writes a great poetic description of the assault on peaceful #ENDSARS protesters by government agents

Udie "Maximus" Boniface

Po!

Gunshots rent the air

Guns puffing out smokes

While souls leave their earthly hosts.

Children slaughtered

Under the permission of their supposed guardians.

Fine boys and girls bathed in blood

Men and women, in death they drop.

All they requested they did as peaceful as they could

But all they got from their caretakers were slaptags, turning them to targets for the bullets.

In fighting for our rights they tried to show us who is right.

Blood of our comrades, we must not allow to spill in vain.

At first we thought we were dying a slow death.

Headshot from a distance got brother's brain all over the pavement.

The land of my birth

Has turned into a land of innocent deaths.

As death tolls rise

My hope for this country's salvation dies.

Arise o compatriots they made us sing

But we rose only to be faced with death.

Nigerians have called in vain

A revolution I see pre-laid.

A mazed mind has shared his pains

Every word from the abyss of his sorrows

Weeping from the pain in his chest.

Our Father's land they nicknamed it

But a Badland they have rebranded it.

You have taken that of another away

Yours shall and must be taken away.

©A mazed miind.

Udie "Maximus" Boniface.