Forget them not,
The ones whose lives were stolen
In the early hours of that Abuja morning
Forget them not
The girls whose dreams met with mares
amidst the wakefulness of the Chibok night
Those whose souls constantly float
Through the tunnel in the same vain,
Forget them not.
Remember his last words,
Remember her last smile
Remember those who never got the chance
To be remembered in their moments
Aye – even if you can’t remember their first names
I beg of you, Forget them not…
Remember the news was made by their news
Remember their stories are being told far beyond our shores
Let not their remembrance
Slide to the vault of our memory
Only to be referred to like a dictionary
When we check for the meaning of haramic territory
With love for your fatherland
Remember to forget them not.
* Much love and thanks to Oreva Duke, a poet in his due right who contributed to this.