Their eyes are sore with misery
Voices are thorn from screaming
Hearts are pounding in great fury
The skies hang up silent and weary
Enslaved by the hungry ravens
Over two hundred blameless souls
Before the jaws of death they raise their hopes
That they may return safely to their homes
Awake all night their tears trudge
Awake all day sniffing in damp shroud
Like a churchyard lay the lonely town of chibok
The big government remain yet unperturbed
In darkness once again another story is told
Of the innocent whose blood is squashed
Slayed and cooked up in galled blood
And not a whisper could be heard!
But there was a country?
A nation bound in freedom, peace and unity
I know a country turned community
Of chaos and blood, of fear and frailty
Are not wars for the living?
Never was it for the dead a nation’s building
Are not voices for the living?
But when they cry out, who really does hear?
Dedicated to the missing Chibok girls, their aggrieved families and the entire loss of innocent lives in Nigeria. The bloodshed is alarming! The chaos keeps multiplying day by day. What is the government doing? Who will bring back our light? Who will bring back our smiles? The country is going insane!
Chinonye J. Chidolue (@NonyeWrites)
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