Only the dead have seen the end of war. ~ Plato

The dead may have lost their bodies, but they have not lost their minds.
Their spirits and souls are still intact.
In winds, they whisper.
In blades of grass, they tell stories to anyone willing to acknowledge their existence.
The Ogoni Nine may be dead – hung by the greed of war mongering oil men in red robes.

They may be dead, but they still tell the story of the hangings at dawn.
And today, they haunt dangling nozzles…
Dripping poisoned spoils on earth, on feathers, on gari, on bones, on melon seeds, on water, on grains of rice, on yams, on all of us.
They whisper about the fundamentals of food – the fuel of existence.

The dead may have lost their bodies, but they have not lost their minds.