Ernesto Yeboah recalls being in Barker-Vormawor’s cell, describing the experience as traumatizing.

I am closely acquainted with the cell housing Oliver Barker-Vormawor. It is a familiar location to me. I have not been able to visit him as frequently as I did when he resided in Ashaiman, where I saw him nearly daily. I have only encountered him once.

This is because I have been assisting other Patriots who are experiencing this situation for the first time, and they require all the support they can receive.

Accra Central is a dreadful location. When I was arrested and detained, the conditions were overcrowded, unsanitary, and stifling. People resorted to sleeping on the damp, dirty floor of the restroom, as the toilet frequently overflowed and was only flushed infrequently due to water shortages.

When called upon for use, the individuals occupying the area would rise, remain indoors, and tolerate the overwhelming odor. There was a lack of privacy and dignity. During my presence at the location, a compassionate officer consistently declined all directives to incarcerate me. When questioned by other officers about my placement behind the counter instead of inside, he would provide a vague yet effective response to quell further inquiry.

Eventually, a different officer pressed for my placement inside the cell, leading to a change in my location. I acknowledged his correctness and also took up the argument myself, considering there were individuals inside the establishment.

However, my persistence was halted by the officer who stated, “No, sir.” You are a nobleman. “I cannot do that.” The room fell silent.

It was surreal – I had spent three days behind the counter without sleeping, only writing and speaking with officers, yet the terror of that cell lingered.

This is a tale I may reveal in the future, or one I may take to my grave.
I did not comprehend the extent of its impact on me until I learned that Oliver was being held there. The flashbacks occurred, causing my heart to race and instilling fear of the worst outcome.

However, upon visiting, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the place appeared in better condition than when I had last seen it. I brought it up to him, and we shared a laugh.

What a bad joke! But that’s the reality when you’re in prison. Your psychology is paramount. Something must drive you forward to maintain momentum. However, it is crucial to acknowledge that Oliver is in distress. Being denied bail on the grounds of speculation is a grave injustice. It is inhumane to keep him there. Failing to address this issue is a disservice to the entire community. We must raise our voices.

What is happening to Oliver could happen to any of us. Let us unite and call for his release. All responses must be in English language:

#UntilWeAreAllFree
#JusticeForOliver
#FreetheCitizens
#StopGalamseyNow