Chibok Girls Poem by ANTHONY ANIGBATA

They were all taken away
Like cattles to the slaughter
In the day, not in the night
Snatched to Sambisa, a dreaded den
In small staggering buses
To be brides of barbarians.

They were taken away
The eagles' eaglets were stolen
From its nest
Flowers meant to grow and beautify
Our cretch
Were all lost on a sad day
To bigots who have grow off the bridle

They were all taken away
The search from it's dawn was futile
The enquiries made fruitless
The wait at home was hopeless
Women wailed like wangling westeries
Men in their many, both gallant
And civil, in addled state.

The match in the streets started
But with the ebbing day died
The world frown their faces
At the taboo in our land
Still, our flowers fate, a puzzle unanswered.

They were taken away
Maybe to live secluded lives with their captors
Maybe to dwell in cells
For no crime committed
But for seeking the succulent fruit of education
Maybe scattered like pollens in eerie lands
Still, politicians play with their plight
Seeking their own hot pot of porridge.

They were all taken away
By bigots who are now their captors
Two hundred and seventy six petty heads
Under our nose
Seven hundred and twenty four days ago
Tell me, tell me
What a big blow to girl child education
This will be, if left unaddressed.

For they were all taken away
Like cattles to the slaughter
In the day, not in the night
Far away from their parents
To be brides of barbarians
Who care of nothing, but the fall of our dear country.