Endsars Stories

This is a poem about social injustice and faint hope. It's born out of the pain of the Lekki massacre that took place on the 20th October 2020 when soldiers on the order of the government shot and killed unarmed citizens who held the flag and sang the national anthem and who were on a peaceful protests. The pain and horror of that day will forever be imprinted on the heart and history of the Nigeria republic.

A collection of stories, poems and write ups based off the #endsars, #endcorruption protest. A thousand voices, echoing a song of home Our feet stamping the ground, marking our last stand Against men and women of a forgotten era Against Injustice, Against pain Against humiliation, Against death.

Nigeria has failed me

This poetry imply the situation of giant of Africa

When Koko finally decides to stop pushing upwards, she embraces the new lifestyle of an escort. Her clients were supposed to be 'really old and probably can't get it up' as Kiki described them, but Koko finds herself torn between conflicted feelings for this man who sparked deep want and tenderness in her insides. ********** '𝐀𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫...𝐀𝐝𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐭.' ********** For Koko, this new life will either save her and her epileptic sister...or destroy what is left of their lives. One thing is for sure, though...it will change her forever.

There are annoying reasons why people do not work out. How can you be forced to be healthy? That is absurd... really. READ THIS ARTICLE and see where you fall into, and then change your annoying ways.

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What happens when a simple gatekeeper is scared to face a horde of monsters? Find out in 'A DAY AT THE GATE .' Inspired by the #endbadgovernment protest, I wrote this short story from the point of view of an old man simply providing for his family and still trying to do what's right despite the consequences.

A story about love, Justice and corruption

St. Magdalene Girls College isn't just a haven for virgin money, vagina monologues and an incubator for Vatican mistresses. St. Magdalene Girls College is also where yin and yang collide and realize they both can birth a rainbow. daily updates purr (update circa "22.... this book is probably going down the drain again for like the fifth time lol I'm sorry but-)

The Nigerian youths revolt against police brutality and political corruption. Their plans to correct the system fail; thus, they resort to seeking justice, equity, and fairness at the polls. Will they succeed?

What happens when someone who is dying loses his memory, falls for someone and later discovers he's to be married to another, like that's not bad enough, one of them is pregnant for him. "I don't know what to do I'm dying, I'm about getting married but I'm in love with someone else , my life is all forms of fucked up" Derek said as he looked into the eyes of his friend "man I've got to tell you something that I've been keeping from you"his friend frowned

❝A story of seven teenagers; A Dangerous Warrior, A Craven-hearted prince, A Young sage, A Gluttonous Rogue, A Bounteous Witch, An incredible joker, and A Heartbroken priestess are all asked to play a game of Àyò, only that in this game every decision made as a lasting consequence on the people they all swore to protect. In this game, there are allies, enemies, comrades, and betrayers.❞ ★★★★ After a raid on a Royal Navy's Ship, Adetomi and his friends are on the run. Prince Adekunle embarks on a mission to kill Adetomi, his cousin, and the only threat to his throne. During his escape, Adetomi meets new people on the way who are determined to put him on the throne. Meanwhile, in the shadows, Olodumare reveals a new Oduduwa, one none of them is prepared for. Cover design by Sereneur.

Against the brutal killing of Nigerian citizens, West Africa

The African version of ''The Hate You Give.'' The story reminisces police brutality in Nigeria. It captures our pains, loss and the disgusting evidence that lady Justitia has remained without a blindfold for most part of history. I write for everyone. #remembertheirnames

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