Pain...

Sorrow...

Tears...

Cries...

Gunshots...

Machete...

Blood...

The land is bleeding....

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• We've been their prey, still spyed
  For donkey years we've been trailed
  The herds-cow, spying stars
  Behind four footed mooo
  In the stars, sun and moon

• We've been spyed
  Now we've been caught.. We prayed
  Our flesh the scavenged
  Our land they ravaged
  Leaving us bear, ripping us apart

• Our tears their tea
  Our cries their music
  Our anguish their victory
  Our kids, sister, brothers... Their abattoir
  Our pool of blood they ferried
  On a voyage I hope they won't return

• We call ourselves brothers
  But no! They are murderers
  Happyly they pull their triggers
  From Bronu to Benue
  From Jos to plateau
  

• The love quenched
  The hate burned
  Its a revenge
  Vengeance must be taken!
  ©akomolafe rebecca
  Image sourcepixabay

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To the wasted souls...
May their soul rest in perfect peace...

Thanks for stopping by, till I come your way again...

Be you!