I can hear it. Sounds coming from afar, mutterings, murmuring, chattering. I can hear it but this time loud and clearer, I can hear it louder than ever. It is the voices from the street.
It is the voices of those who have seen and taste defeat and kept standing and striving.
Voices of those who have been silenced for so long under depression and oppression.
Voices of those abandoned and neglected by a system that only favours the rich, elites and those with affluence and connections.
It is the voices from the street and this time they say ''no More''. They are ready to take it up. They are ready to create the change they seek for, a land slide change with great ripple effect and magnitude.
The voices echoing out represent the voices of the majority of the Masses, who can't speak nor fight for themselves.
I can hear their voices echoing here and their gathering momentum and velocity from one geographical region to the other and through out time for the cry of the Masses must be heard and attended to for I see no boundary stopping them.
© NOAH ADEMOLA (2019)
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