The urge to resist is in me, but I fear for my life, for I am a simple man, with no knife, no gun and no urge to kill. . Some before me have tried, yes, they tried to be heroes, but moja mosa lan mo Akinkanju, they forgot true courage and died. . Dying here is an unsure business, my countrymen are ungrateful, my country is reeking of dirt, no gun salute or state burial, I would not be immortalized. . Moreover, temi bawa, oun nireti nbe, properties are useless for the dead, I cannot leave my family to suffer, awon omo olomo larin ero. . I am not a coward, infact I see myself a Hero, the Hero, to bear the curse of my country, as I will hand over the key, to the cold steel behind my head.