She
has counted the ceilings over and over
has counted the ceilings over and over
She
knows every crevice of the room like it’s her lover
knows every crevice of the room like it’s her lover
With
sunken eyes, she stares anyways
sunken eyes, she stares anyways
She
has thought of escape in many ways
has thought of escape in many ways
Escape
from the cruel hands of her abductors
from the cruel hands of her abductors
Escape
from their horrid voices
from their horrid voices
Escape
even in the form of death
even in the form of death
Her
maker she is ready to meet.
maker she is ready to meet.
The
footsteps she so dreads,
footsteps she so dreads,
The
same footsteps she hears.
same footsteps she hears.
Her
heartbeat she could hear,
heartbeat she could hear,
Giving
away the fear she felt.
away the fear she felt.
Once
again, a girl is taken
again, a girl is taken
Once
again the fear of oblivion comes craving.
again the fear of oblivion comes craving.
Her
name is Aisha, She is a Chibok girl
name is Aisha, She is a Chibok girl
Tell
her parents she is alive and awaits her rescue.
her parents she is alive and awaits her rescue.
By Jennifer Nev

























