He danced there like an overturned centipede. - Ben Okri

Strange things are happening to us.’‘To our children.’‘They say
he is looking for the spirit of Independence.’‘They say he is looking for himself.’‘For his own
spirit.’‘Which he lost when the white man came.

In a world where no one listens, where no one seems to care, where hatred is greater than love, where hearts are hardened by vengeance and pride, where violence is preferable to peace, what else is there for him to do but heal the wounded, and bury the dead, in a war that could go on forever?

The dead shook off their rust of living and seized up steel. Their lips quivered with the defiance of innocents, with manipulations of politicians and their interchangeable dreams, and with the insanity of thugs who don't even know for which parties they commit their atrocities.