...continued from previous post My mum exclaimed in support of the youth, “Ogun la wa ja laiye - we came to this life to fight.” And fight we will. They may keep us off the streets and try to instill fear in us but you can’t kill the spirit of this long overdue revolution. Nigeria is awake, the youth of our nation are galvanized and bound by a common purpose to end bad governance. The Nigerian youth have demonstrated the limitless power of real unity: Over the past 2 weeks, I’ve watched as friends, peers, queers, feminists, outsiders, Christians, Muslims, area boys, old folk, young folk, people of all tribes, all walks of life organizing and banding together to effect change for the entire nation. The main protest site served as a makeshift mosque on Fridays, a church on Sunday and it wasn’t until the government and military intervened that it became a site of chaos and death. By colonial design, Nigeria has been historically divided by religious, class and ethnic differences so this kind of unified mobilization is almost unprecedented. By day 4 of the protests, a self-sufficient microcosm had formed to collect and redistribute funds, provide food, water, first aid, mental health counselling, legal aid, security services and garbage cleanup for the protesters, all the while maintaining transparency and accountability with a daily report of how donated funds are being used. Here we see Nigerian youth exceling with limited resources on so many of the very essentials that our government has routinely failed to provide. It’s a sad day to be Nigerian. My heart is heavy. Thanks to all of the photographers documenting. Bless you https://www.instagram.com/p/CGnnmiHhG6i/?igshid=tfrhc409z2ey