Nobody wins medals, only headlines, handcuffs, and hashtags
In the grand stadium of the Nigerian streets, where freedom is the track and fear is the referee, the police have become world-class sprinters. Their favorite event? The 100-meter chase, democracy edition.
At the sound of “protest,” whistles blow, boots pound, and Sowore dashes forward, not away from danger, but toward the ever-receding finish line called justice. Each stride leaves behind a puff of tear gas, a cheer from the sidelines, and another lesson in national irony.
Bystanders film the drama like a Netflix series: “The Runner and the Republic.” The villains wear uniforms; the hero wears determination. Nobody wins medals, only headlines, handcuffs, and hashtags.
Still, Sowore keeps running. Because in Nigeria’s political marathon, to stop running is to surrender. And democracy, limping behind him, still believes she’ll one day cross that finish line.
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