Shadow Of Deborah.

Still dwelling on the fate and faith that justice will be done on the ill-fated dilemma of the murdered Deborah Samuel...RIP!

Our heads,
Still down, brittle,
Yep, the hangover,
Your wake to frozen limelight,
Ultimately, burned and buried,
Requiem solemnly, soberly.
In your village in Niger state.

A gritty Nigerien flames ๐Ÿ”ฅ,
Naughty pick โ›๏ธ pick ๐Ÿƒ race ๐Ÿšต,
Octopus ๐Ÿ™ feat adroitly,
Marching the matches,
Ditto died the death of thee!
FFK poked with hatcheted latch,
Wherever, he seeks, found none
Of the inner, and recess peace,
Lo, INTERPOL will fin their whips
Rent Him disgrace pavilion soon.

Oh! I forget,
Other accomplices lined out,
Those who pulling you,
By your clothes ๐Ÿ‘— rinse you
With spit, vileful ๐Ÿ˜œ tongues,
In-depth the ๐Ÿฆ lion's claws,
Wickedly, life snuffed out of you.
Who shudders; Court or Doctrines?

If your spirit lurking,
34 wigs loitering around
We-the public parliament,
Wait to see the special memo,
Above the Fundamental rights,
Liberty on your shoulders
Crossing the spam splurge,
A chat taken out of context.

We have seen your ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ parents,
Take heart, hold fewer cheers,
Your mummy spoke a spike,
Of no ivory towers again,
The OFM bishop said otherwise,
An abode, accustomed reins,
Unveiled facing hatred folks,
From Niger to the City of Port.

What else., we say, can't say
All you seen or hushed,
Since your body, soul, and spirit,
Hurt yet no haunted,
Eliminate yet not extinguish,
Killed yet no kilted ๐ŸŽ’.
Dim like a candle ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ lit.

Adieu, Sisterly sister!
See you on your way โ†•๏ธ home
Madam Funmilayo Ransome-Kuti
Halt to kneel, intro yourself,
Show her your blurred Body,
Ask her Mama Dipeolu
The Jewel of the late sage, Awo,
Show her what male ego eggs,
She will beckon Hajia Amina,
Let them see the rage explore
Done battered charred whims,
Mary Slessor will twins of triumph,
Tell her men to a woman rife.

I long to write โœ’๏ธ more,
The more ๐Ÿ’ฌ words,
Such leak of my thoughts,
Know my heart sags fluidly,
What they seek to happen,
Never hound to reality,
You are the VICTOR!
Them...the vanquished!
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