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Least We Forget the Girls' Killing Cry: Apropos the Boko Aaram Girls
LEAST WE FORGET THE GIRLS’ KILLING CRY (Apropos The Boko Haram Girls) i We no longer hear the screams of the young girls nor the whimpering of their little brothers— nor the echoes of falling tears of grieving widowed mothers and the muffled hush, hush, hush to new born babes. How much longer must we awake to another morning we wished we never lived to see? Mornings where the horizon’s plains are dotted with earthen keloids of humpbacked graves in overpopulated makeshift cemeteries where food crops once grew. Horizons reminiscent of the screaming echoes animating from departing Middle Passage ships. ii How much longer must we experience nights of damned deranged dads—brothers roaming, ravaging, raping sisters and slitting mothers’ throats; damned deranged dads—brothers driven by a demonized illusion of the Nile goddess of fertility; intoxicating themselves with chalices of their families’ blood? How much longer?!!! How much longer must our daughters remain forgotten victims Of those who’ve lost the free in freedom—like those who’ve sold the in in independence—lackeys to and of ancient slave masters who’ve learned well the western ways of deception? iii Unmoved and no longer grievously concerned, the world mesmerizes itself with a deceived sacrilege image of a revered Nile goddess. Meanwhile, defiled bodies of African girls are no longer newsworthy… these wretched of the earth sisters continue to suffer ethnocentric rape and gendercide: perpetuations of free roaming…hoodwinked brethren, inebriated with neo-colonial genocide.
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