Ify, the day you died I ate suya. A whole lot of suya with onions, cabbage, tomato and enough yaji, the type of suya we always dreamed of.
The female doctor cleared her throat and spoke up, “Please don’t get me wrong here, I am not saying traditional medicines are bad or ineffective, after all some modern malaria drugs are made from herbs and with the problems of increasing levels of drug resistance and difficulties in poor areas of being able to afford and access effective antimalarial drugs, traditional medicines could be an important and sustainable source of treatment.”
“He can’t see much from his hiding spot but he is definitely sure whoever has been shot is as heavy as his father…” #SDG1 # NoPoverty #SDG2 #ZeroHunger
“Quality healthcare for ALL,” they promised. The question we forgot to ask is who the ‘ALL’ are.
He died too, of AIDS – that’s what I’d heard. As did my friend’s mother.