This poetry is a reaction to my most recent experience and attempt at sharing my pain, not just me but many around here. This poetry best explains my emotions concerning our present situation as a Nigerian youth. Please enjoy
Tears INA mi eye
My brothers dey die
My sisters dey cry
Tears INA mi eye
They steal our youths
They kill our dreams
They murder our talents
Right before our eyes
Tears INA mi eye
My brothers dey die
My sisters dey cry
The good are wailing
The bad are cheering
And yet we are looking
Tears INA mi eye
Today its war against men
Tomorrow its a war against virus
Who will help us?
Tears INA mi eye
Our hearts are filled with broken emotions
Our mouths are full with unspoken notions
What is this generation?
Tears INA mi eye
My brothers dey die
My sisters dey cry
They say no woman no cry, I say no human no cry....
Tears INA mi eye.
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I thought a lot about what to write for this session, I couldn't take part in the last because it had to do with what I liked about my country, honest truth is my country has taken so much from me and my future, its hard to say positive considering the state of things within, I know I'm all supposed to be positive and shit but fuck it, i could not be Im sorry.
Everyday here is a sorry day....today I had a funny experience, I planned to go to the bank today for some important transaction, trust me, I hate banks, I hate our organisation system, anyway, I knew covid was going to be making them act some way, so I made a tweet asking if anybody had any experience I could learn from, the only thing I got was get there early.
So I apparently got there by 7am, meanwhile bank opens by 8:00am, I didn't mind waiting one hour, no biggie, but to my surprise, my brother and sister I met 500 people pilled up in the bank at 7am, what the heck, okay maybe not 500 but close to it, I was number 157 people, no shaking, worst is to find somewhere to sit and press phone till 100 reach, then I know I have hope.
Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, they didn't even start the list from where I wrote my name, they started with a totally different list, we yelled and all but sadly couldn't do anything about it, I wasn't interested in any convo with anybody, I had my face mask on and that was it. Changed my sitting location like three times because, comfort and information, in my mind 157 will sha reach!
So at 12:00pm they announced number 34, bruv, I got there 7am, I had neither water nor food in my belly, sober as fuck! So I finally picked a less conspicuous position and sat down, I couldn't even have appetite to eat anything with the mess the place was. I saw people who didn't have any numbers but knew people in the bank enter with free pass, gosh.....
People could only get angry and lash out, I'm naturally not the one to lash, the only thing on my mind was getting in, done and out of there. I naturally hate going to the bank for anything.
It was 1:00pm, there I sat, the transaction should have pulled through by 9latest, but it was 1, so I decided to show my client the situation of things by taking pictures of the crowd and stuff....seconds later, I was apprehended by the police and taken into the bank for further investigation.
Apparently they claimed the pictures I took could be used by my team of fraudsters or robbers and I must be taken to the police station for further investigation, bros I never chop, I never drink water that day, I had so little energy to explain situations to the inspector, I tried, he read through my chats and even had to call my client to delete the images immediately.
So in short, I'd gotten myself into the bank, leaving a lot of people behind, loooooooooooool😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂, I won becheez....I went to do what I had to do and left the fuxking bank. I purposely don't want to mention the name of the bank cuz of brand image and identity and bla bla, but if you've been following me in twitter, you'd def know.
That's a bunch of my day guys....and much of my submission for the Hive Naija contest.
By the time I got outside the bank it was as if I was a celebrity, everyone kept wondering how I made the entry, I kept the bad guy look, hungry as fuxk and bounced out of the place, another thing is I got back my ATM card too yayyy.....I loose that shit like Arsenal loosing goals lol.
The rest of my day was food and hive and there was a super interesting meeting between the Hive Naija community, big things coming brother, big things. Just play your part and all will be well.
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