MEMOIRS OF A CHIBOK GIRL

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I remember that night

The day we began our plight

We woke up to sounds of gun fight

The terrorists came with all their might

Now we are slaves

Living in mountain enclaves

Some of our friends buried in shallow graves

Those who we considered brave

I wonder about my father

I pray for my mother

Wish I could tell them not to bother

My body, mind and will I had to surrender

I was once a pretty girl

A loving, passionate and intelligent girl

Now I am a hurt, bruised and sad girl

Who will remember me, a simple Chibok girl

LC