Benue Killings
Rev. Fr. Joseph Gor and others
Born in a season of rejoice
Into an embracing world
Whose end is orgy.
Yes, welcomed by education
With a rising hope
Hope so natural
Yet so cruel.
An enclave - the religious
A pious life indeed
But at the awkward
The terrorists visited.
The so - called herdsmen
You and I know
Are not herdsmen
But privileged terrorists.
The powers are silent
But the truth is open
Our God does not sleep
He is the Almighty.
Born in a season of rejoice
Into an embracing world
Whose end is orgy.
Yes, welcomed by education
With a rising hope
Hope so natural
Yet so cruel.
An enclave - the religious
A pious life indeed
But at the awkward
The terrorists visited.
The so - called herdsmen
You and I know
Are not herdsmen
But privileged terrorists.
The powers are silent
But the truth is open
Our God does not sleep
He is the Almighty.
This Poems Story
The poem is dedicated to Reverend Father Joseph Gor, his assistant, and seventeen others who were gruesomely murdered in a church in Benue State - Nigeria on Tuesday 24th April 2018.
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