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October 21, 2020



Tell my mother I was unarmed
Tell my father I had the flag in my hands when I was shot
Tell the unborn Generation that I died a hero singing the national anthem.
Tell the cowards who shot me that my spirit lives on in the life of every Nigerian youth.
Tell the government that they can shoot my body but not my spirit.
Tell the world I died for freedom
I regret nothing, for I have done what my fathers couldn’t do.
My prints will forever remain in the sands of time
Remove my boots, take my voice and hand it over to the next youth.
For I know that freedom is coming tomorrow.
Written by Daniel Jackson.
It is a matter for eternal regret that I participated in installing a government whose record and consistent ill-decisions I could not respect and defend.


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