Updated: Jan 17, 2020
I Come From
A place where nothing works The oppressive hum of our imported generators Our prayer
Our solution for no electricity I come from buying solutions Exporting ourselves from our problems If we can afford it
Where if things go well We say thank God When everything goes wrong God still loves Nigeria Even when we don’t
I come from beggars buried on the streets Forced into the dirt by brand new SUVs Their screams buried with their tears But no one heard them The dust unsettles
You’ll find that air conditioners cool no temper Education for girls has been held hostage Government uninterested There’s lethargic cyclicality to our politics
A nation undelivered from chaos, anarchy and doom The prayers never seem to be enough But we thank God.
Funmi Lijadu, is an 18 year old Nigerian artist. Storytelling through different mediums is vital to her, whether it be writing, making collages or reading.
Her experiences as a female of colour drives her towards interrogating and retelling misguided stories perpetuated about black identity in the media.
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