SOMEWHERE IN THE NORTH

Here we stand with eyes wide opened,
Not knowing what next will happen;
Before we realized,
It took us by surprise;
July 2001 was the month
That made women to mourn;
For the men that fall that day,
Was many on that sunny day;
Babies cried on their mother's back,
Like a chicken in the butcher's hand;
The number of Casualties kept increasing,
And the music of guns wasn't thrilling;
Before that day, It was a chronic euphoria,
That happens somewhere in northern Nigeria.
©Yaksport Josiah
©yaksport