The resonant sounds of silence,
sounds of the spraying gun splitted the rising sun-
as masked men in the night's raiment vultures seeking prey on our dead bones; t
hey came now our girls are gone.
Their laughter are kept in their head with the help of tears,
then truck loads them off with ropes knowing not what they feel,
do, eat or fare.
Our classrooms are deserted,
Our mirthful rhymes are mourning,
Our desks are dusty while they leak out their secret to the angry floor.
We shall continue to sing just one song a son of justice we seek,
freedom we aspire safety
we desire but till them we shall go back to seat again
covered with blanket of sorrows singing our song.
Bring back our Daughters,
Bring back our Girls,
Bring back our Mothers,
Bring back our Wives.
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