#BokoHaram
It is not our problem.
We are not our 'brothers keepers.'
Let it be and focus on your own.
We have done enough.
There they go.
My brother, my sister.
I know not your name
My heart searches for yours
Your vacant stare
Of all hope that has flown away
You matter not
Life stops being sacred
Apathy establishes itself
Somewhere birds fly away from the tops of trees
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