Elegy written in memory of the young girls killed in Yobe and Borno:
Oh how tender their skins were
Oh how soft were their cheeks
It was not a call to worship
No, it was not a call to pray
The monsters from the deepest pit of hell have come
The seeds of evil sowed by beast in high places are here for harvest
Oh poor little children
Oh little subtle ones
In the tenderness of their slumber
In the kindness of their sleep
They cast their spears beneath their hearts
Their arrows found succor within their belly
Hajia tried to run but her legs were heavy
Aminat screamed for life but her lungs were dry
Oh how low the tempo of their agonies were.
In the pool of their blood they gaps for breath
Wallowing with crawling fingers calling out to mum for help
Helpless and tried they scream in pains
Tears could not come visiting for the lake of flames sucked them up
Oh how tender skin turn to ashes
Oh how hope turn to winds
All is calm now
The princesses are gone
The beast have gotten their bounty
And all that is left are fading smokes of agony
But who will calm their nerves?
Who will suck up their grief?
Who will wipe off their tears?
Who will call them mama?
Who will call them papa?
The drivers on whose back they rode to our realm
Who dare whisper to these ones that the night guard went on recess?
Who is manly enough to tell them the King was cruising in the bosom of his beloved when evil came?
They said the guards fled
They said they fought but were too weak.
Oh little Princesses,
Be still and wipe off your tears
Mummy will be okay
Daddy will be fine
Rejoice for the troubles and agony of this world will no longer hunt thee
Pains, broken promises, deceit and lies you shall see no more.
Be wary not for the lost is theirs
Ponder not for a nation that went to merry at your grief
Wipe your tears for they feel not your pains
Their condolences have been written on facebook
Their Elegy scripted on the pages of twitter
The King has declared a feast to mark a Centenary.
To the bounty hunters who have killed the body
Hope it makes them live forever.
To them who have killed the dreams,
Hope the future of their generations become blissful
To them who have murdered hope
It is left to divine to give them peace.
I will miss your smile
I will miss your laugh
I will miss the mouth that speaks no evil
I will miss the lips that bares no curse
I will miss the hearts that feels no hatred
I will miss the souls that nurse no bias.
Adieu Angels, Adieu.
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