Bring back our ladies,
You faceless, and
Motherless monsters,
You've long held them
In the hell you call
Sambisa, while their
God given freedom, and
Right you denied them,
in that abyss of
Discomfort they wept,
Yet their tears you
Didn't Cos'set, what
Greed is this evil
Deed, our Preacious
Stone you've stolen,
While their dwelling
Place you blazed with
Fire, your gods you
Imposed on us, but to
Bow is our choice, and
Not your force, our
Souls are filled with
Sorrows for the voices
Crying in the dark,
Freeze with fear of a
Faceless phenomenon of
Abduction, and subjection
Of slavery, are you not
Mortified to defile a
Minor to marriage? while
You cause pains to our
Daughters in a deadly
Condition, and unremitting
Frugality, and brutal self
Denied, we reject you as
Our country men, for your
Evil mortify's us all,
Bring back our girls
Have gone viral, and wide
In the world, yet our
Sisters you sized, you
Hoist your whole high
In shame for your deeds,
And now women cursed you
With their birth pangs,
And pains, men cursed you
With all that is evil,
Beast voiced to devour
You, the soil cursed, and
Rejects you, the dying
Man cursed you with
His last breath, and
Even the unborn cursed
You in their mother's
Womb's, you crooked,
Crook creatures.
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