I have been thinking of what to write for the past few days.
Baga! Life has not been the same.
I have wondered, sought answers, hoped, but all I get in return is deafening silence.
Two thousand, it is not just a number, but the number of lives said to have been lost in one day.
One is too many. Then two whole thousand?
We have wondered what to do, how to force the relevant authorities to act, but we all have a role to play.
Will a march make a difference? Maybe too many of us are scared for our lives.
A life lost means little or nothing.
There are no words, absolutely none to convey my grief.
It feels like a hopeless situation as I succumb to helplessness.
Crimes against humanity, fundamental human rights have forcefully been taken away, the right to life and liberty.
Our humanity seems to be chipped at each day. When did we become so comfortable with death?
May they all rest in peace, may their families be comforted.
In Askira, Baga, Biu, Buni Yadi, Chibok, Damaturu, Damboa, Geidam, Gombi, Gwoza, Hong, Kubla, Lamurde, Madagali, Michika, Mubi, Potiskum, Shani and many more towns that have suffered senseless losses. May they all rest in peace.
