December 10, the Seventh One!

...Omonoba...
Our people are silent, in memory.

Last Year's Post: The Tenth of December, The Sixth One.

To my 10/12/2005 60 LJC angels, especially:

Chinonye Egbosimba,

Mayowa Oyebode

Sandra Gbemudu

Stephanie Nwoko

The seventh time around, it is easier. 

No tears, just deep, deep disappointment,

But the tears come and go, so today's none don't count.

I'm sorry. I still can't promise you that it won't happen again,

That it hasn't happened since then.

In fact, it has. Dana: that's what they called the latest one.

And resilience has become our best vice,

Maybe our biggest flaw,

Because some are moving on

Carrying the stench in the country...not away from it. 

So, same song, same hurt, same story:

Damn you country so good at killing

Damn you (bitter) feelings for persevering. 

Damn the soil that swallowed our pride.

Damn the price they paid with their lives

Damn the price we paid for their lies.

Damn the fire, damn the liar, damn the fire.

Damn their stories, their trials, their promises.
Damn that "Rivers" State did not have water.

Damn you burned bridges, stolen future, incomplete histories. 

And BLESS you heaven for accepting the ones we rejected. 

We're better, the seventh time. 

But we can never erase you; Thank God!

NakedSha.