Why… why does it have to be like this, especially on a day meant for life, for hope, for resurrection
On this very day of Easter, when we are meant to celebrate victory over death, the sound of grief rises again from Mbalom, from Gwer East, from the hearts of innocent people whose only desire is to live in peace
Seventeen lives… and still counting
Families torn apart
Homes reduced to ashes
Voices silenced
Children missing
Mothers crying into the night
What kind of pain is this that refuses to end
What kind of darkness keeps chasing light even on a holy day like this
Oh God, where are the answers
Why must your children keep suffering like this
Why must blood speak louder than prayers in our land
My heart is heavy beyond words
I weep for every life lost
I ache for every mother who will not see her child again
I mourn for every family left in silence and fear
Lord, please receive the souls of the departed into Your eternal peace
Wipe the tears of Your people
Comfort the brokenhearted
And let Your justice rise, because this pain is too much for human hearts to carry
On this Easter day, instead of songs of joy, we cry
Instead of celebration, we mourn
But even in this darkness, we hold on to You, Lord
Because You are the only hope we have left
May Your light find Mbalom
May Your peace find Benue
And may this suffering not be in vain
Amen 💔