Tell the Gods
Tell our leaders to swim in the blood of Baga
Let them quench their thirst drinking their tears
Tell them to loot more of our tomorrow today
That's what gods do, devouring sacrifices.
Tell them children now feeds on rotten corpses
And women now pound meals using bones
Tell them how farmers now harvest only bullets
Maybe they'll hear, to join us in the bloody buffet.
Tell them of the smell renting the air, fastidious fear
Of a father holding his son's skull, searching for limbs
Tell them of when, they too will live and breathe Baga
That day, for every man, there will be ten gods.
(Written to create awareness to the recent massacre where 2000 lives were lost to terrorist group in Baga, Nigeria.