MY LAMENTATIONS

#BringOurGirlsBack – MY LAMENTATIONS

By Femi Oyebade Jnr.

Everyone saying “Bring ouR girls back”, I’m here screaming “Bring my heart back.” Rihanna’s outfit is saying “Where did your dignity go?” Approximately 276 female students kidnapped from their school, over 250 families in tears, mothers left in pain like going through labour all over again. It could have been your sister or mine. What happened to the country we were told would get better, what happened to the hope they gave us, what happened to the prayers we said, how come we have been left feeling like citizens of a forgotten place? Bombs going off every week, the government saying they’re doing something but we’re dying slowly and decreasing in numbers. Our families walking around in fear, we’re left living to survive like we’re been documented for the African HUNGER GAMES.

The president says “We can’t kill our girls in the name of trying to get them back” but how come it took the awareness of the world to bring about some action? People living on their knees in fear, the green colour that represents our country is turning red and our girls aren’t still back. So somewhere tonight, a mother is in tears and someone my age will go to bed not knowing when next or if he’ll ever see his sister again. When did we let one man, with blood flowing through his veins become God, taking lives like he could give one.

To Boko Haram,
You claim to fight for God but Allah preaches love not hate. Allahu Akbar means “Allah is the greatest”, he doesn’t need you to fight his battles. Your God must be weak to need you to fight for him, your God must be the reflection you see in the mirror. We’re told the devil will come to “kill, steal and destroy”. You have destroyed our land, killed our people and stolen our girls… You’ve abused our girls and made them give birth to choices they never made. You have taken away their independence and their voices as if they are fertile pieces of land with no army to defend it. A woman was made out of a man’s rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved. Bring Back Our Girls, their mothers are waiting to smile again!

19 year old Femi Oyebade Jnr. is a student, writer and lives in the Republic of Ireland.