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Ehi Nigeria
Student @ Babcock University
In Politics 2 min read
A democracy that bleeds
<p>Democracy, they told me, is a living thing,</p><p>yet in Jos the earth drinks too much blood to breathe, names fall like burnt leaves no one gathers,</p><p>and mothers learn to count grief instead of days.</p><p>What anthem survives a night where silence is louder than gunfire?, where the moon watches, ashamed, over bodies that never voted for death?</p><p><br/></p><p>I have seen power move early, like a thief before dawn, I have heard the whispers around Bola Tinubu and the long shadow of ambition, campaigns blooming before the soil has healed from the last harvest, while truth limps behind banners and rehearsed smiles.</p><p>Is this how a nation speaks to itself?, through loudspeakers that drown the quiet questions of its people?</p><p><br/></p><p>And what of the Independent National Electoral Commission?, the keeper of votes, the fragile gate between voice and void, when cards become chains and policies feel like locked doors, when a party like ADC is brushed aside like dust on a table not meant for all? PVCs sit in pockets like promises that may never be honored, and democracy begins to look like a story told only to those already inside.</p><p><br/></p><p>Still, I refuse despair, because this land has not forgotten how to rise, we must demand transparency the way lungs demand air, teach our children that silence is not peace and participation is not optional,</p><p>hold leaders with the steady grip of consequence, not applause. Let communities guard each other where the state has failed, and let truth be louder than fear, until democracy is not a word we recite, but a life we live.</p>

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