
Maiduguri, oh! ‘home of
peace.’
Ancestral abode of the
kanuri,my countrymen.
Innocent blood now
flood your Ngadda River.
Deserted streets
littered with shells and
grenades.
Unguarded souls die like
fowls in the Kyarimi
Park.
Gunshots mark the tick-tack of the clock.
Unidentified bodies litter
your wearied streets.
Roadside bombs crow
at dusk,
Insignia of another
horrific twilight.
Written by: Dara Adenekan
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Very painful.
indeed