Adaobi Okwy: A poem for the lost girls of Chibok (Y! Superblogger)

by Adaobi Okwy

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They didn’t ask about my dreams. Even though I was taken from my school.. They didn’t ask about my crush. Though that would have been my grave.

They didn’t ask my creed

Even though waging a war against my God.

They didn’t ask my village

Even though waging a war against my tongue.

I have breasts and a cunt

That was all they asked.

They didn’t ask about my dreams

Even though I was taken from my school.

They didn’t ask about my crush

Though that would have been my grave.

What is the worth of a person’s dignity?

I am a lost girl

Is anyone looking for me?

We are the lost girls

Will we once again be forgotten?

Like those blasted into smithereens or

Those butchered daily while the nation looks on.

We are not some cheap disposable tissue papers

Born to be tortured into submission.

We are not animals

For man to do with as he pleases.

While you watch

We are raped, brainwashed and blamed.

While you watch

We get passed around and tossed away.

We are the lost girls

Soon you’d be late and in this cave

We shall soon lose hope

Spawning children of the devil.

And while you watch

Our devil children shall return

To vanquish your own children.

We are the lost girls

Is anyone looking for us?

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Adaobi Okwy blogs at Adaobi Okwy.com

 

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