By Michael Olaore.Credit: online.wsj.com
I heard many had died
Was it a plane crash
A mysterious body rash
A new pandemic
That killed many like the Titanic
Wake up from your slumber, here’s an alarm
Be conscious, they are Boko Haram
Are they in the government house
Or the regular man on the street
Believe it or not it hurts
They’ve got the guts to kill for the elite
Could this be blood money
Is it true the bees have stopped making honey
We shouldn’t fold our arms
Because it doesn’t affect you or me
They come like the night, they are Boko Haram
We’ve heard about the tsunami
And other catastrophes
If we don’t stop this Boko tsunami
Nigeria’s foundation will quake
This menace will bring it down
