Bullets for Sale

If I ever find myself
In Borno and those fellas come
I won’t be a hero
I’ll flee if I can
Plead if they catch
Obey before the command
Switch if I have to
For those people up there
Would only send condolences home
And write ‘It is unacceptable’
Right after they just accepted
I pity those already affected
Gone home, gone souls, gone peace
But nobody really cares
As long as hashtags will trend
“Shekau is dead” and
“They have been technically defeated”
Some say the former beats the latter
Yet none could bring back our girls
Again, the hashtag won the race
Social Media and bullets for free

Wildkhard [TA]