Roses of Chibok -By Salamatu Sule
We are hungry and angry
Waiting to see our roses back
We still hear their mockery voices
As their faceless faces nocks for negotiation
What is the negation that they are not of this soil and place?
Our Roses…
I feel the soft tone of their laces, wishing for just one trace
Empty into the night, stole our light,
So we know why we still pace about in black
With our eyes blank
Tears have fast dried up from our eye banks
As we are steering, still pacing about our CHIBOK
Hoping they will come back
A poem in commemoration of 500 days of Chibok schoolgirls’ abduction
2 Comments
aisha umar
Hello salamtu… can we please talk, im into writing and I got more inspired after watching ur interview with arewa 24. Id be really glad if I get a reply and maybe get to meet you somewhere please. Thanks and God bless Aisha Umar
aisha umar
Hello salamtu… can we please talk, im into writing and I got more inspired after watching ur interview with arewa 24. Id be really glad if I get a reply and maybe get to meet you somewhere please. Thanks and God bless Aisha Umar