EYES 2 HEART

  I'm scared! Really scared of stepping my feet On the soil of Nigeria  Cause of manslaughtering. I weep for the dead I'm torn for the lost It's bloody It's ghostly We called it peace They call it war We said it is a protest They said it is violent We are helpless We are hopeless Oh God of creation Direct our Noble cause Direct the leaders to exile Cause we want them no more, They refused to be guided right Because the youth already knows the truth in love And honestly has began to grow Although this leaders are not ready to live in just and truth But we are determined to attain great lofty height  So we can build a nation where peace and justice reign Therefore, Arise O' compatriots Nigeria calls,  We obey, We will not relent, Cause it is not the end. @eyestooheart Dedicated to the protesters that lost their lives during the protest on 20/10/2020

About the Writer  Nadine Ibrahim is an award winning filmmaker and founder of Naila Media, based in Nigeria.  She is known for bringing people's ideas and stories to reality and also known for her work of art in solving societal issues using social commentary, some of which she portrayed in her previous short films such as "Tolu" and "Through Her Eyes". Her most recent work is not different from others. "I Am Not Corrupt" is Nadine’s recent film which goes even further into uncharted territory – Nigeria’s political scene. Introduction  In this short film, Nadine aim to point out the Nigeria’s political ecosystem seen from the lens of a politician (Mofe Duncan) and that of a market woman (Rita Edwards) representing the Nigerian citizen Synopsis I Am Not Corrupt: Nadine Ibrahim's Short Film Takes on Corruption in Nigeria  Starring Mofe Duncan and Rita Edwards, we listen in on a dialogue between a politician and a market woman who take turns accusing

There was a country and there still is, I am a boy born in Accra with my placenta still buried deep in Nigeria, I was routed to a new land at birth in a bag meant to pack loads.. And now, I am a man digging graves behind the mystery of Ghana must go. Democracy, power by the people, for the people and with the people - but then, it rested in the hands of Shagari. And that country where he ruled was Nigeria, favored with streams of oil and I was a foetus in the womb of an Accra woman sojourning to this allied land for the proclamation of lost glories. The friendship of two countries broken by antagonism over power tussle  and when the oil boomed to Ghana no more, safety was a word in the dictionary. Religion differences nested uprisings, Biafra was not the worst - Maitastine was and still is. Old sores revisited, then Ekwueme got in the wrong  shoe and lost his assets but never lost his life. And water-loo took its essence, the faces behind

Bem and his team arrived at Vincent University very late, the night before the annual National University Games to hold among 50 Universities,

And here out of my abode, in search of tears I found her. They called her Mother.

There are gods, there are genies, there are spirits, there are women and there was Oro and Egungun. And last night, I casted a pebble of question unto a dying man, “why are women excluded from Oro cult ?”