He sat to reminisce
No brother to hold
No food to eat
No clothes that fits
...
To Your garden
Garden of peace
Garden of hope
Garden of love
...
A new day knocks at the door
The season is changing the tide
I saw the swallow go by
We will be back someday they say
...
Oh Chibok
Looking at the sky
I stutter to pronounce thee
But my heart quake in aches
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