Benue breathes red this day
We walk in a flood of tears
Our procession mourns your exit
Great compatriots of our land
Your voices have been cut short
You all had your plans for today,
…to pay school fees of children
…to cook the most delicious meals
…to meet with business partners
…to plan a bright future
…to play moonlight games
…to spend time with lovers
But a sad way to start the year
The white Thursday in your diary, now Black
Heinous herdsmen have done their worst
The World wails your ascent to the world beyond
Benue breathes red this day
We walk in a flood of tears
More than seventy of you leveled with grasses
You allowed them your spaces,
they still took your souls,
They not only displaced you from your inheritance
They forced your relocation from mother earth
What a dastardly act of terror!
Benue breathes red this day
We walk in a flood of tears
Tell our Creator how you were humiliated
Tell Him how Trailers, Lorries conveyed your remains
How your blood replaced that of cattle
They graze on your land and life
The Herdsmen have done their worst
Only the soil can avenge your tears
Farewell to your innocent souls!
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