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nick armbrister Oct 2023
ABDUCTEE



You’re a girl like no other ’cause of what you are. It’s not your fault that you got scared, cry at night or get so lonely in a crowd. Everyday you ask the same two questions: Why me? And when will they come for me? You get flashbacks of blinding pain and flashing strobe lights. So when the aliens abduct you and you feel it before it happens, you wish for death. Can no one see the alien ship as you float through your roof up to it? No one believes you when you say you’re an abductee – aliens don’t exist, they say – they’re just in our minds.
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Safana Jan 2022
We fall asleep, under
The bright and blue

And, we are awake
With worst forlorness

In Kano, all our piektus
Are whining severely and
Our sight fluid, running
Torrentially on our cheeks...

Because, we can't justify
The darkness of that...
What had been done in
Infanticidal burial with
No hand to retaliate, and
Words to express and
Mouth to say and fingers
To indicate....

We stand glued all together
We are sisters and brothers
To seek a justice for mother
And the one who's a father
To bring back their feather

A young Hanifa she had gone
And the manslayer is still here

So,

We bow down to all,
Seeking, a justice call
For Hanifa, the tall...

To rest in peace forever
Hanifa, is a five years old who have been abducted more than a month. Now, her body been found buried under earth. But tragically, her teacher Abdulmalik Tanko is Responsible for the scenes...

We seek justice
We seek justice
We seek justice

For young Hanifa who is a future ambitious
nick armbrister Dec 2021
Abducted Worker
He was riding his moped to the office to work
The alien craft hovered over him and took him
It left his moped by the roadside needing the rider
In a blast of silent light he was plonked down
No longer on his wheels somewhere else entirely
Like the X-Files but real different yet familiar
Like he'd been hear before that was inexplainable
He knew in ways he was home from home
Even if he cried sweated shook wondered what the ****?
How can this be happening to me right now?
UFOs don't exist nor do little green men
Or grey ones like these here now
They greeted him he nodded and waved
It was like being back with friends!
Even if three feet tall and grey and ugly
They had a strange yet interesting craft
Bigger inside than out like Dr Who?
His moped was similar for it was a vehicle
Made to go from A to B and do a job
The question was what why where and who?
He didn't know the answers just now
He'd soon find out their aims and wants
Before they let him go again...
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