The falling giant.

it’s evening
the sun is setting
the women are wailing
the men are searching
the girls have been missing
they were last seen in the morning
playing
singing
dancing
the soldiers are battling
the clerics are praying
the kings are meeting
the chiefs are brainstorming

it’s disheartening
how is this happening?
on a soil, with milk and honey flowing
blood and tears are splashing
hopes are dashing
lives are wasting
the enemies are laughing
a mighty nation is falling
Oh! Allaah, we’re calling
unto You, we’re turning
save this nation from drowning.

Khadijah Sanni-Tijani