Not for their sin; not for my sin
then
for whose sin?
Maybe
not for sin.
Cries,
tears and wails
Amidst
the agony, anguish and pain
Cut
through the air of smoke and settling dust
Orphaned
children,
Sudden
childless parents
Broken
limbs…shattered dreams
They
go by the name boko Haram
Their
goal remain to create more harm
But
why ?
Their
reason remain confusing.
They
have unleashed their terrors
My
people now live in horror
Life
suddenly has lost taste
Justice
seems to have lost the case.
Shall
we go on like this?
Shall
thing continue to be like this?
No,
stand with me my brothers and sisters
For
we need to work together
Write
if you will,
talk
if you can
But
just do something
And
lets together,
put
an end, to these orgies of violence.
We
can no longer engage in the violence of silence.
by Lion Kisser
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