Damned With, Damned Without (Chibok Girls) Poem by Haruna Garba

Stolen in your prime,
Shackled-merchandise,
Fortified-stolen-goods,
in penitentiary,
in the old world order,
your wedding beds
among thorny scrubs
your true plights
alone the thickets know.


Hearts keep on aching,
bodies launched but baulking,
legs stirred but lacing,
brains bothered and boiling,
all to deliver you
but
damned with, damned without-
that is how it appears to be
but
we can imagine
all what become of you
and still try to find you
alongside the rest of them.