Saturday, 10 May 2014

Bring Back Our Girls

Under the shed of the moon, i rested my shadowy soul. I heard sounds, but from nowhere. A friend in need is nowhere to be needed. The trees are more firm like a picture and no whistle or whisper of even a harmful creature. The world is at ease and silent as clueless. A peace that has been deserted by a known invisible characters. Where are the friends to laugh with? where are the girls to flirt with? Tears speaks for itself "bring back our girls and let the world be crowded with peace"
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2 comments:

  1. Unknown18 May 2014 at 16:33

    Tear dropping, heart sinking, and wondering if our dear Nigeria can ever be restored.

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  2. tgrems18 May 2014 at 23:43

    It is beyond imagination and thought of one to think of a change to Nigeria, because the people to change it, are the ones destroying it.

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