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Faceless

Faceless Terrorists

These days
I draw optimistic last oxygens,
My heart adrift the fears of onslaughts,
I grieve the massacre
I breath a relieve of pain
My tears with the blood of the slain forms a pool of lamentation,
I drag my feet in it as a travel path to solace,

They are now with us,
They are right in our midst,
They are disguised in our faces,
They behave like us,
How can we fish them; the hook and bait was never meant for invisible targets..

Gone are the days of Freetown wars
Healed are the hearts of Rwandan genocide's survivors!
Then and now are the suicidal attacks in Middle-East

They were far from us,
Now the worse sects are with us.

Theirs were and still got faces,
We know some of the terrorist sects camp base'
We knew the faces of the diamond seekers

But ours is 'sick'
People claim they live in a non existent 'Sambisa Forest'

I don't believe!

I believe they live with the rich,
I believe they transport themselves in government convoys
I believe they use government's moneys to fund themselves
That's a believe and I strongly hold onto that.

They claim their name is 'BokoHaram'


Here we are at their mercies,
Gun shots everywhere
Bombs everywhere
Swords drinking blood

We wake up every new day with news of unlucky victims
But this is no revolution,
This might be the government in disguise,

How comes when the faceless comes
The rich don't say good bye to us?
The poor keep doing so.

'Poof'
tu, tu, tu.....

'Boom'
bua, bua, bua....

I wish I could express the sound of the sword putting life on a spearhead

For how long will humans be butchered?
Pieces of human flesh littered on streets,
We tip toe like thieves to avoid the awful meats,
Heads blown out like smashed tomatoes,
Blood stains on walls, green areas and road paths,
Roses waiting for a wash, The rains had seized.

Imagine a ram being slaughtered for a feast-replace that scenario with a human!
That's what we see everyday.

We are living with dark people with faces bright as angel's
They only time we spot them is when they are detonated in the bombs too,
And that's always too late
sektioN8ty
Written by sektioN8ty (King Sammy)
Published | Edited 28th Mar 2017
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