DIRGE

The night before the dawn,
The devil was dared
Heavens gate flung open
Our fathers grave were burnt
And turned to embers
It was a bad day indeed.

The sky wailed
The moon smiled gloomily
The ocean ceased  to Increase it's height
In rapidity the day chameleon's to night
The forbiddened just happened

Suddenly,the figures showed up
The leathal beings
The messengers of inopportune death
Ak 47 their  deadly walking sticks
Grenades,the  deadly stones they threw
With masked faces
Like Greek actors

They marched the leaders
The leaders of the next hour
To their deaths
They marched them
Like the biblical isrealites
They marched them
In their hundreds
They marched them
To the strange borderline
They marched them
Causing us unending wounds
A dead child is better than a lost one they say
But remember the gun has no better offspring

Tell the world
We long for their return
Ring it to their hearing
" Bring back our sisters "
"Bring back our daughters", we clamor
"Bring back our girls ",we yearn

#SUPPORTTHE MOVEMENTOFRETURNOF THE MISSING DEPHACHIGIRLS"

#TheRadicalThespian

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