Nafisat (A Fictional Chibok Girl) Poem by Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

Bereaved,
We got the news and believed.
That our daughters will be freed;
And Nafisat, too, one of them.
Joyed, back to my Quran, my creed
I rendered thanksgiving - solemn!
.
Though,
Nafisat, I know
Would have been assaulted
With knives on her neck lowered.
My daughter, my jewel; unclothed
For her buxomity - deflowered!
.
Deeply agonised,
Like a mad man, disorganised.
When the haramists, the abductors insisted
That no ceasefire was ever reached.
Alas! My Nafisat still caged and subjugated.
O heaven, this is another hope dashed!