Bring Back Our Girls
I curse the day you were abducted
I stone the heart who are instigators of such plan
You were born with patriotic blood and water
Flowered by purest of the golden vessels
But rather a ventricle of sorrow you were forced to pay
For such plans aren't from the goddess of goodwill
I stone the heart who are instigators of such plan
You were born with patriotic blood and water
Flowered by purest of the golden vessels
But rather a ventricle of sorrow you were forced to pay
For such plans aren't from the goddess of goodwill
The world is beautiful, for you were all perfect examples
Just within a twinkle you were transformed
To day and night devils that are disruptive
Just within a twinkle you were transformed
To day and night devils that are disruptive
To the bond of brotherhood
Family shivered, friends stumbled, blubbering souls everywhere
Chibok turned docile and obsolete
For your absence breaches the hope of the hopeless
Family shivered, friends stumbled, blubbering souls everywhere
Chibok turned docile and obsolete
For your absence breaches the hope of the hopeless
Our daylights turned nights
For our our dark days are for the knights of the night Cause our holiness has been desecrated
The sclera of our eye turned reddish
Just like that of the daydreamer
They say you are deadly alive
But we believe the alacrity of your aliveness
For our our dark days are for the knights of the night Cause our holiness has been desecrated
The sclera of our eye turned reddish
Just like that of the daydreamer
They say you are deadly alive
But we believe the alacrity of your aliveness
Don't let the evil doers bring you down
I sleep I heard the mumbling of the beautiful angel Saying " They are coming home" For the same sun and moon we share You are our daughters, mothers and wives to be Please "Bring Back Our Girls"
I sleep I heard the mumbling of the beautiful angel Saying " They are coming home" For the same sun and moon we share You are our daughters, mothers and wives to be Please "Bring Back Our Girls"
Our kids and unborn kids will die
With the feeble strength our mothers breast For sour it is already and aged they are Come back home and make our children grow Strengthen our aged offsider And let the rain wash away our tears
With the feeble strength our mothers breast For sour it is already and aged they are Come back home and make our children grow Strengthen our aged offsider And let the rain wash away our tears
Poet - Olajire Damilola Muyideen (Smiling)
Dedicated to the abducted chibok girls#April 14
