Democracy Day: June 12th The Day We Remember, The Day We Rise

On June 12th, Nigeria remembers. But not just a date, a destiny. It was the day the people spoke louder than fear. The day votes carried the weight of hope.

The day Chief Moshood Kashimawo Olawale Abiola, a man with no tribe but the people, stood as a symbol of democracy’s highest dream.
Though that dream was denied in 1993, it never died. It only slept deep in the hearts of Nigerians who refused to forget.

And today, as we honour June 12, we honour not just the past, but the fire it lit.

President Bola Ahmed Tinubu, who once stood as a defender of that stolen mandate, now sits where the voice of the people once failed to reach.
He did not wait for democracy to be handed to him. He fought for it. Paid for it.

And now, he guards it. June 12 reminds us that those who carry the dream must also carry its burden.

And in Edo Central, one man dares to carry that dream further—not with empty chants, but with character, courage, and clear vision. His name is Glory Oziegbe Momodu.

He is not a stranger to sacrifice.
As a soldier, he gave.
As an engineer, he built.
As a son of Esanland, he remembers.

He walks the path Abiola carved with courage, and Tinubu defended with defiance.
Glory now steps forward, not to repeat history, but to redeem it.

Democracy was never about just casting votes.
It’s about casting vision.
It’s about people, ordinary people, deciding not to be ignored.

And if June 12 taught us anything, it is this:
A silent citizen is a defeated nation.
So let your silence end today.
Let your voter’s card rise with purpose.
Let your feet find the polling station when the time comes.
Let your heart remember the sweat of those who stood before you.
Let your voice become the echo of those who died so you could decide.

Engr. Glory Oziegbe Momodu is not promising heaven. He is promising honour. He is not asking for your blind trust. He is showing you the road he’s walked and asking you to walk it with him. He doesn’t come with noise. He comes with intent. With integrity. With a blueprint for growth, not gimmicks. He sees Esanland not as a place to win, but as a place to serve.

On June 12, 1993, we voted with fire. Today, we must do it again, not out of anger, but out of memory. Not out of fear, but out of faith. We carry MKO’s courage. We acknowledge Tinubu’s resilience. Now, we choose Momodu’s vision.
Ẹ wẹre, Ẹ yan. (Let us be wise, let us choose.)

This is our time. This is our turn. Let’s make it count.

Written in honour of every voice that still dares to believe in Nigeria.