I left the bird app
Though amazingly intriguing
It held a big part of a feeling
That made me want to lock up
2 months 7 days
A day many downplay
Our protectors twisted
and punctured the story
Of the murder they committed
in broad daylight
Why are the parents mute?
many have come out to ask
Where are the bodies?
others follow suit.
My heart wrenches
My breath escapes
78, 15 , 7, 1
Whatever number it is
Many were shot at
Many died
The term of use
is not the focus
But some how it's now
I remember now
Why I left the bird app
I ask myself
Maybe if we had
just shut up
Played dumb
Been numb
Maybe all people
Might have stayed
The days keep going
Death is now a citizen
The government gives
a visa and passport
I wake up to a daily news
Of how.active a citizen it is
It's morning in my country
It's still midnight for some families
Waking up yo this failure
Called the Niger area
We pray and pray again
Sometimes i feel we
must have offended
the one who lives above
Cos if there was a punishment
This has got to be the greatest
I pray daily to see
Justice reign in the streets
Though it looks so unreal
I hope one day and soon too
We throw our fist up
With true assurance
of our victory!
Phew! This not so much of a poem does not begin to scratch how I feel about the topic in question. I went back on twitter today and realised that I hadn't moved on, that i had only blocked out thoughts. My heart still wrenches. Many say it wasn't a massacre and maybe it wasn't. It was shooting down innocent civilians and that is crazy. Twitter would never be the same, at least not till something is done.
Wattpad is my safe space, do you ever feel that way?
If you ever read this, I hope it resonates or comforts or even fuels something in you
Love ya 😘
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PoesiaThis started ou as a book of poetry but now its just a book where emotions, random thoughts and views are being penned down. If any resonate with you, I hope it helps. Toodles
