If by despair
Their timid nightmares are empowered
And their written destinies modified
With enslaved guns of hideous slaves of the gun,
No feeble tears left to shed.
Stronger than fear we must be
To find where resolve hides;
Dig, dig and dig up hope
From where it slumbers
To keep our spirits warm
And bring back our girls.
If by providence
Their dreams still breathe,
Their lives are not for rent.
*** Written by Jacobs Adewale ***
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